Classic Poem

Oh, the gospel story tell
Of the cross! (of the cross!)
Let the echo rise and swell
Of the cross! (of the cross!)
Sing the Saviour's grief and woe,
How his blood did freely flow,
Till the children all shall know
Of the cross! Of the cross, ... of the cross! . . . . .
Sing the Saviour's grief and woe,
How his blood did freely flow,
Till the children all shall know
Of the cross!
Let us plead the holy name
Of the cross! (of the cross!)
And the Saviour's pain and shame
Of the cross! (of the cross!)
For his name must be our plea,
For salvation full and free,
And in death our hope must be
Of the cross!
Oh, the song shall never cease
Of the cross! (of the cross!)
Of the mercy, grace and peace,
Of the cross! (of the cross!)
For its glory gilds the way,
And it hath immortal ray,
And we'll sing in heav'n for aye
Of the cross!
Of the cross on which the blessed Saviour died.