1 There is no cross now standing on Calv’ry’s hill,
No Saviour hanging there to die for me;
But I by faith can see it and ever will,
Until God’s angel comes to set me free.
Refrain:
I’m clinging, clinging to the cross of Calvary,
All my life I’ll love it and put naught else above it,
And when death comes ‘twill find me clinging to the cross.
2 The cross has been my shelter in ev’ry storm,
With many a wreck my path way has been strewn;
Whene’er the winds of sorrow would strive to harm,
The path that led to refuge I have known. [Refrain]
3 I’ll sing its saving power while life shall last,
I’ll cling to it until my latest breath;
And whene’er life’s last threshold my feet have passed,
Its keeping grace shall comfort me in death. [Refrain]
4 There is no cross in heaven, nor any need
For sacrifice to be in heav’n above;
But He who died upon it shall intercede
For me, although unworthy of His love. [Refrain]
Source: Jubilate : A Modern Sunday-School Hymnal #186