Something that always brings me peace is the cross of Jesus. Yes, I realize that it is also a place of great pain and anguish. But the peace comes from the recognition that in the cross I have hope and a future. Without the cross, I do not have a hope or a future. With no hope, no future, there is no peace.
Jesus took on my sin while on the cross and put it to death. When he rose from the grave, he conquered death and removed sin. Through him, and only him, is there true peace. So that cross is a peaceful thing for me.
This words of this hymn reflect that peace can be found in the shadow of the cross. It is a refuge.
Beneath The Cross of Jesus
words: Elizabeth Clephane (1872)
music: Frederick C. Maker (1881)
1 – Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand,
The shadow of a might rock within a weary land,
A home within the wilderness,
A rest upon the way.
From the burning of the noon-tide heat and the burden of the day.
2 – O safe and happy shelter, O refuge tried and sweet,
O trysting place where heaven’s love and heaven’s justice meet!
As to the holy patriarch,
That wondrous dream was giv’n.
So seems my Savior’s cross to me, a ladder up to heav’n.
3 – Upon that cross of Jesus mine eye at times can see
The very dying form of One Who suffered there for me.
And from my smitten heart
Two wonders I confess:
The wonders of His glorious love and my own worthlessness.
4 – I take, O cross, thy shadow for my abiding place.
I ask no other sunshine than the sunshine of His face.
Content to let the world go by,
To know no gain or loss,
My sinful self, my only shame, My glory all the cross.
Lori, At Home.