Voices of Praise ‎#63

63. The Story of the Cross

I. THE QUESTION
1 In His own raiment clad -
With His Blood dyed;
Women walk sorrowing
By His side.

2 Heavy that Cross to Him -
Weary the weight -
One who will help Him waits
At the gate.

3 See! they are travelling
On the same road -
Simon is sharing with
Him the load.

4 Oh, whither wandering,
Bear they that tree?
He who first carries it -
Who is He?

II. THE ANSWER
1 Follow to Calvary -
Tread where He trod -
He who for ever
was Son of God.

2 You who would love Him, stand,
Gaze at His face;
Tarry awhile on your
Earthly race.

3 As the swift moments fly
Through the Blest Week,
Read the great story the
Cross will teach.

4 Is there no beauty to
You who pass by
In that lone figure which
Marks the sky?

III. THE STORY
1 On the Cross lifted
Thy Face I scan--
Bearing that Cross for me,
Son of Man.

2 Thorns form Thy diadem,
Rough wood Thy throne -
For us Thy Blood is shed -
Us alone.

3 No pillow under Thee
To rest Thy Head -
Only the splintered Cross
Is Thy bed.

4 Nails pierce Thy Hands and Feet,
Thy Side the Spear;
No voice is nigh, to day
Help is near.

5 Shadows of midnight fall,
Though it is day -
Thy friends and kinsfolk stand
Far away.

6 Loud is Thy bitter cry:
Sunk on Thy breast
Hangeth Thy bleeding Head
Without rest.

7 Loud scoffs the dying thief,
Who mocks at Thee -
Can it, my Saviour, be
All for me?

8 Gazing afar from Thee,
Silent and lone,
Stand those few weepers Thou
Call'st Thine own.

9 I see Thy title, Lord,
Inscribed above -
"JESUS of Nazareth,"
King of Love!

10 What, O my Saviour,
Here didst Thou see,
Which made Thee suffer and
Die for me?

IV. THE APPEAL FROM THE CROSS
1 Child of my grief and pain,
Watch'd by my love,
I came to call thee to
Realms above.

2 I saw thee wandering
Far off from me:
In love, I seek for thee -
Do not flee.

3 For thee My blood I shed -
For thee alone;
I came to purchase thee -
For Mine own.

4 Weep not for My grief,
Child of my love -
Strive to be with Me in
Heaven above.

V. THE CRY TO JESUS
1 Oh, I will follow Thee,
Star of my soul,
Thro' the deep shades of life
To the goal.

2 Yes, let Thy Cross be borne
Each day by me,
Mind not how heavy if
But with Thee.

3 Lord, if Thou only wilt
Make me Thine own,
Give no companion, save
Thee alone.

4 Grant through each day of life
To stand by Thee;
With Thee, when morning breaks,
Ever to be.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: In His own raiment clad
• Title: The Story of the Cross
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1883
• Topic: Our Lord Jesus Christ: His Example of Self-Sacrifice

Tune Information

• Name: [In His own raiment clad]
• Key: C Major