| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | | I. Never further than Thy Cross! | | By Elizabeth Charles (18271896) |
| | | NEVER further than Thy Cross! | |
| Never higher than Thy feet! | |
| Here earths precious things grow dross; | |
| Here earths bitter things grow sweet. | |
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| Gazing thus, our sin we see; | 5 |
| Learn Thy love while gazing thus! | |
| Sin which laid the Cross on Thee, | |
| Love which bore the Cross for us. | |
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| Here we learn to serve and give, | |
| And, rejoicing, self deny; | 10 |
| Here we gather love to live, | |
| Here we gather faith to die. | |
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| Symbols of our liberty | |
| And our service here unite; | |
| Captives, by Thy Cross set free, | 15 |
| Soldiers of Thy Cross, we fight. | |
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| Pressing onward as we can, | |
| Still to this our hearts shall tend; | |
| Where our earliest hopes began, | |
| There our last aspirings end; | 20 |
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| Till amid the hosts of light, | |
| We, in Thee redeemed, complete, | |
| Through Thy Cross made pure and white, | |
| Cast our crowns before Thy feet. | | | | |
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