33 IV.
Our Requital.
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Der am Kreuz ist meine Liebe
Greding. Born 1676.
Him on yonder cross I love, Nought beside on earth count dear! May He mine for ever prove, Who is now so inly near! Here I stand: whate'er may come, Days of sunshine or of gloom, From this word I will not move; Him upon the cross I love! | 'Tis not hidden from my heart, What true love must often bring; Want and grief have sorest smart, Care and scorn can sharply sting; Nay, but if Thy will were such, Bitterest death were not too much! Dark though here my course may prove: Him upon the cross I love! | Rather sorrows such as these, Rather love's acutest pain, Than without Him days of ease, Riches false and honours vain. Count me strange, when I am true, What He hates I will not do; Sneers no more my heart can move; Him upon the cross I love! | 34 Know ye whence my strength is drawn, Fearless thus the fight to wage? Why my heart can laugh to scorn Fleshly weakness, Satan's rage? 'Tis, I know the love of Christ, Mighty is that love unpriced! What can grieve me, what can move? Him upon the cross I love! | Once the eyes that now are dim, Shall discern the changeless love That hath led us home to Him, That hath crown'd us far above: Would to God that all below What that love is now might know, And their hearts this word approve: Him upon the cross I love! | |