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1 The cross that he gave may be heavy,
But it ne’er outweighs his grace;
The storm that I feared may surround me,
But it ne’er excludes his face.
Refrain:
The cross is not greater than his grace,
The storm cannot hid e his blessèd face;
I am satisfied to know, that with Jesus here below,
I can conquer every foe.
2 The thorns in my path are not sharper
Than composed his crown for me;
The cup which I drink not more bitter
Than he drank in Gethsemane.
3 The scorn of my foes may be daring,
For they scoffed and mocked my God;
They’ll hate me for my holy living,
For they crucified my Lord.
4 The light of his love shines the brighter
As it falls on paths of woe;
The toil of my work will grow lighter
As I stoop to raise the low.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | The cross that he gave may be heavy |
Author: | Ballington Booth (1857-1940) |
Refrain First Line: | The cross is not greater than his grace |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The salvation soldier: Faith and trust |