If the world could clearly see, the cross of Calvary,
that lonely hill where Jesus died that day.
They would see his thorn-crowned head.
They would see the blood he shed.
They would see the cross is still the only way.
Don't let me hide the cross, dear Lord I pray.
Don't let me hide the cross, for someone might stray.
In all I say and do, let it be pure and true.
Don't let me hide the cross, let everyone see you.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should gain any glory from the pain
that you suffered there upon the cross for me.
All the glory goes to you, so whatever I may do,
don't let me hide the cross from those who need to see.
Don't let me hide the cross, dear Lord I pray.
Don't let me hide the cross, for someone might stray.
In all I say and do, let it be pure and true.
Don't let me hide the cross, let everyone see you.
Don't let me hide the cross, let everyone see you.
