Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim

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Sunday, July 10, 2016

Sunday


In the Cross of Christ
1825
words by John Bowring
music by Ithamar Conkey

In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

When the woes of life o’er take me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me,
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more luster to the day.
 
Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
 By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.

A Blessed Sunday to you.
Jesus loves you.
happyone : )

14 comments:

Cat Lover said...

Beautiful verse and photo Karen. Enjoy your Sunday.

Breathing In Grace said...

What an awesome poem and picture. Love the wooden crosses. Thanks for stopping by and commenting today. HOPE your SONday is a blessed one.

Lowcarb team member said...

Peaceful Sunday to you Karen

All the best Jan

Have a Daily Cup of Mrs. Olson said...

Beautiful! I had not heard it before. Blessed Sunday to you!
hugs,
Jann

Optimistic Existentialist said...

The world needs this post after last week...

Lisa said...

Enjoyed this.
Lisa

happyone said...

Thanks, I like those old hymns.

happyone said...

Thanks. I've walked past those crosses many times and finally took a picture of them.

happyone said...

Hope your Sunday was peaceful too.

happyone said...

Love all those old hymns.

happyone said...

Yes, it does.

happyone said...

Glad you enjoyed it. I love the old hymns.

Melanie said...

Beautiful hymn! Love the old ones.

happyone said...

I do too. : )