From Cross to Crown

I will flee a wound­ed dove

To the mount­ain of God’s love;

Hide me in the cleft­ed rock

From the world’s wild tem­pest shock;

Seal me

Christ

Thy ve­ry own

Anchor me fast to the throne.

Shown my­self

I fled away

Out of night in­to the day;

Show my Lord

I now de­sire

Heart and brain be set on fire

Just to do my mas­ter’s will—

When death comes

to praise Him still.

I am weak

but Thou art strong;

Bear me through the pass­ing throng

Of life’s cares and bit­ter grief;

Let me ev­er find re­lief

Looking to the height sub­lime

Just be­yond the shores of time.

Drop in­to my life sweet trust

Write my name among the just;

Make me Yours in heart

my king

And Thy prais­es I will sing;

While sup­plies of grace come down

Guiding me from cross to crown.