Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me,
Lo! It glows with peace and joy.
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more luster to the day.
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.