| Song | Near the Cross |
| Artist | Willard Grant Conspiracy |
| Album | In the Fishtank 8 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Jesus, keep me near the cross, | |
| There a precious fountain— | |
| Free to all, a healing stream— | |
| Flows from Calv’ry’s mountain. | |
| Refrain: | |
| In the cross, in the cross, | |
| Be my glory ever; | |
| Till my raptured soul shall find | |
| Rest beyond the river. | |
| Near the cross, a trembling soul, | |
| Love and Mercy found me; | |
| There the bright and morning star | |
| Sheds its beams around me. | |
| Near the cross! O Lamb of God, | |
| Bring its scenes before me; | |
| Help me walk from day to day, | |
| With its shadows o’er me. | |
| Near the cross I’ll watch and wait | |
| Hoping, trusting ever, | |
| Till I reach the golden strand, | |
| Just beyond the river. |
| Jesus, keep me near the cross, | |
| There a precious fountain | |
| Free to all, a healing stream | |
| Flows from Calv' ry' s mountain. | |
| Refrain: | |
| In the cross, in the cross, | |
| Be my glory ever | |
| Till my raptured soul shall find | |
| Rest beyond the river. | |
| Near the cross, a trembling soul, | |
| Love and Mercy found me | |
| There the bright and morning star | |
| Sheds its beams around me. | |
| Near the cross! O Lamb of God, | |
| Bring its scenes before me | |
| Help me walk from day to day, | |
| With its shadows o' er me. | |
| Near the cross I' ll watch and wait | |
| Hoping, trusting ever, | |
| Till I reach the golden strand, | |
| Just beyond the river. |
| Jesus, keep me near the cross, | |
| There a precious fountain | |
| Free to all, a healing stream | |
| Flows from Calv' ry' s mountain. | |
| Refrain: | |
| In the cross, in the cross, | |
| Be my glory ever | |
| Till my raptured soul shall find | |
| Rest beyond the river. | |
| Near the cross, a trembling soul, | |
| Love and Mercy found me | |
| There the bright and morning star | |
| Sheds its beams around me. | |
| Near the cross! O Lamb of God, | |
| Bring its scenes before me | |
| Help me walk from day to day, | |
| With its shadows o' er me. | |
| Near the cross I' ll watch and wait | |
| Hoping, trusting ever, | |
| Till I reach the golden strand, | |
| Just beyond the river. |