To the cross I long was cling­ing,
As a refuge from des­pair,
Found re­lief from guilt of sin­ning,
While I lin­gered, cling­ing there;
Still life’s waves and storms as­sailed me,
Doubts and fears my mind dis­tressed,
And with all the cross availed me,
Clinging gave no per­fect rest.

Refrain

I was cling­ing, now I’m rest­ing,
Sweetly rest­ing at the cross;
I was cling­ing, now I’m rest­ing,
Sweetly rest­ing at the cross.

To the cross I cling no long­er,
Doubts and fears no long­er feel;
Faith, and hope, and love are strong­er,
Jesus’ blood doth ful­ly heal.
Now my song is not, I’m cling­ing;
That to me would now be loss,
When mind, heart and soul are sing­ing,
I am rest­ing at the cross.

Refrain

My sal­va­tion is com­plet­ed,
Christ, my hope, my life, my light;
Sin, and death, and hell de­feat­ed,
Can not now my soul af­fright.
Heaven seems in bless­èd near­ness,
And earth’s trea­sures are as dross,
While, ’mid light of cloud­less clear­ness,
I am rest­ing at the cross.

Refrain