Low at Thy Cross

1 Low at thy Cross, my Saviour, I am lying,
To meet the flowing stream of cleansing blood,
Faith sees thee there, my blest Redeemer, dying!
Dying to raise me unto life in God.

Chorus:
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting by the Cross I am waiting;
Thirsting, thirsting, thirsting, thirsting for life's water I'm thirsting.

2 Low at thy Cross, my Saviour, I am lying,
Here let my trusting spirit ever lie,
Thirsting for love, for living waters crying,
Here let me drink the streams that never dry. [Chorus]

3 Low at thy Cross, I bow and wait in sadness,
Unworthy, yet I linger at thy feet,
O blessed place! no earthly mount of gladness.
Could open views so beautiful, so sweet. [Chorus]

4 Low at thy Cross, here keep me, meek and lowly;
No evil thing can this safe spot profane,
Sin dare not enter a retreat so Holy;
Here even sorrow loses half its pain. [Chorus]

Source: The Evergreen: songs for the Sunday school, sanctuary and home circle #130