Never further than Thy Cross

Never further than Thy Cross,
Never higher than Thy feet,
Here earth’s precious things seem dross,
Here earth’s bitter things grow sweet.
Gazing thus our sin we see,
Learn Thy love while gazing thus;
Sin which laid the Cross on Thee;
Love which bore the Cross for us.
Here we learn to serve and give,
And rejoicing, self deny;
Here we gather love to live;
Here we gather faith to die.
Symbols of our liberty
And our service here unite;
Captives, by Thy Cross set free;
Soldiers of Thy Cross, we fight.
Pressing onwards as we can,
Still to this our hearts must tend;
Where our earliest hopes began,
There our last aspirings end.
Till amid the hosts of light
We in Thee redeemed, complete,
Through Thy Cross made pure and white,
Cast our crowns before Thy feet.
Bob Baer

Brampton, Ontario, Canada

Never further than the cross,

Never higher than His feet

Here earth's precious things seem dross

Here earth's bitter things grow sweet

Steve Miller

Detroit, MI, United States

Elizabeth Rundle Charles was the daughter of a member of Parliament, and her husband was a lawyer. She became a renowned writer, scholar, musician and artist in her own right. For a time she was one of the most famous women in Britain. - Great Songs of Faith by Brown & Norton