I Will Trust The Crucified Poem by Alfred Gibbs Campbell

Though the world my choice deride,
I will trust the Crucified
Who for my redemption died.
I will trust the Crucified.


Oh! my soul, how great thy loss
But for His redeeming Cross!
All thy treasures count but dross,
All but His redeeming Cross.


I will trust Thy Love divine,
Which has made me ever Thine,
Which has made Thee ever mine!
I will trust Thy Love divine.


Let Thy Love still hold me fast,
And when earth for me is past,
When I reach my home at last,
Still Thy Love shall hold me fast.


All my joy and all my pride
Centre in the Crucified!
And whatever me betide,
I will trust the Crucified!