The Cyber Hymnal ‎#12274

12274. Shelter Near The Cross

1 When the tempest gathers round me,
And the sea is dashed to foam,
When the lightnings flash above me,
And the thunder shakes the dome:
’Mid the fierce and wild commotion,
While the raging billows toss,
Comes to me a gentle whisper:
"There is shelter near the cross."

2 When the waves are madly dashing,
And the darkness veils the skies,
When in wild despair and anguish,
Burning teardrops blind my eyes:
From afar, beyond the ocean,
Tho’ the billows wildly toss,
Comes to me in sweetest accents,
"There is shelter near the cross."

3 As the morning light approaches,
Slowly disappears the night,
Bright across the foaming billows,
Gleams the steadfast beacon light;
Soon I’ll reach the crystal harbor,
Purified from sin and dross,
Where my soul shall rest forever,
In the shelter near the cross.

Text Information

• First Line: When the tempest gathers round me
• Title: Shelter Near The Cross
• Author: Ina M. Schaeffer
• Meter: 87.87 D
• Language: English
• Source: Precious Jewels by J. H. Leslie and R. B. Mahaffey (New York: C. M. Cady, 1878)
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: WATERMAN
• Composer: J. H. Leslie (1878)
• Meter: 87.87 D
• Key: G Major or modal
• Copyright: Public Domain