Jesus, keep me near the cross,

There a precious fountain

Free to all, a healing stream

Flows from Calv’ry’s mountain.

In the cross, in the cross,

Be my glory ever;

Till my raptured soul shall find

Rest beyond the river.

Near the cross I’ll watch and wait

Hoping, trusting ever,

Till I reach the golden strand,

Just beyond the river.

In the cross, in the cross,

Be my glory ever;

Till my raptured soul shall find

Rest beyond the river.