179. Nothing but Christ, as on We Tread
L.M.
by S. O'M Cluff
1
Nothing but Christ, as on we tread,
The gift unpriced — God’s living Bread;
With staff in hand, and feet well shod,
Nothing but Christ — the Christ of God.
2
Everything loss for Him below,
Taking the cross where’er we go;
Showing to all, where once He trod,
Nothing but Christ — the Christ of God.
3
Nothing save Him, in all our ways,
Giving the theme for ceaseless praise;
Our whole resource along the road,
Nothing but Christ — the Christ of God.