Sunday Hymn - Beneath the Cross of Jesus

It seems like I say this every week, but this is one of my favorite hymns. There's this way of singing it with a sort of echo/harmony on the men's part that is fantastic. More than that, the words are so profound. I especially like the simplicity of life portrayed in the last line. I long so much for a love for God that makes my sin the most despicable thing to me and the cross of Christ the best news in the world.

Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand,
The shadow of a mighty rock within a weary land;
A home within the wilderness, a rest upon the way,
From the burning of the noontide heat, and the burden of the day.

Upon the cross of Jesus, my eyes at times can see
The very dying form of One Who suffered there for me;
And from my stricken heart, with tears, two wonders I confess:
The wonders of redeeming love and my unworthiness.

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 nor loss,
My sinful self, my only shame, my glory, all the cross.