The Daily Cross
Lord, day by day I view Thy wondrous cross
And day by day I stretch my hands thereon
And die with Thee.
I “glory in the Cross,” most loving Lord,
Because I know
It is the pow’r to save and satisfy,
Where’er I go.
The daily cross becomes the deepest joy,
For just beyond
The cross, I clearly see how cross and crown
Oh, gracious Lord, how sweet to take from Thee
The daily cross!
And know that I can never separate
Its gain and loss.
The daily cross is daily loss to all
That keeps from Thee;
The daily cross is daily gain of all
Thou art for me.*