Transept (The Great Crossing)
The Transept, or Great Crossing:
Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee; Destitute, despised, forsaken -- Thou from hence my all shalt be. Perish every fond ambition-- All I've sought and hoped and known! Yet how rich is my condition-- God and heaven are still my own! Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Savior too; Human hearts and looks deceive me-- Thou art not, like man, untrue. And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and friends may shun me-- Show Thy face, and all is bright! Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me-- Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. O 'tis not in grief to harm me While Thy love is left to me; O 'twere not is joy to charm me Were that joy unmixed with Thee! Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal day's before thee-- God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise! Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847
South Arm (Lady's Chapel and much more)
One Episcopalian's Rosary (best read after Lady Chapel articles)