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Karl Johann Philipp Spitta

Thomas Hastings

Anonymous

The Christian's robe and badge of love
It is the cross of Christ.
And he who knows the worth thereof
Will bear it without sighs.
Will bear it without sighs.

We take it meekly, bear it true,
And know it is our gain.
We bear it not upon our breast,
Oh, no, it is within.
Oh, no, it is within.

And should it pain, should it be sore,
We still remain in faith;
We know whose name we do adore,
What in His word He saith.
What in His word He saith.

We bear it but a little while,
A pledge of things to come,
Of garments glorious and white
In that eternal home.
In that eternal home.