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- CPDL #15591:
Sibelius 4
- Editor: John Henry Fowler (submitted 2007-12-03). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 18 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Based on the edition from the Cyber Hymnal™.
General Information
Title: In the cross of Christ I glory
Composer: John Stainer
Tune: Oxford
Lyricist: John Bowring
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn Meter: 87. 87
Language: English
Instruments: Keyboard
Published: 1887
Description:
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Original text and translations
English text
1.
In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.
2.
When the woes of life o’ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me,
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.
3.
When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.
4.
Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.
5.
In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.