The cross! the cross, oh that’s our gain,
Because on that the Lamb was slain;
‘Twas there the Lord was crucified,
‘Twas there for us the Savior died.

What wondrous cause could move Thy heart
To take on Thee our curse and smart,
Well knowing we should ever be
So cold, so negligent of Thee?

The cause was love–we sink with shame,
Before our blessed Jesus’ name,
That He should bleed and suffer thus,
Because He loved and pitied us.