477--Though Christ a thousand times

Though Christ a thousand times

477

	1.	Though Christ a thousand times
		In Bethlehem be born,
		If He's not born in thee
		Thy soul is still forlorn.
		The Cross on Golgotha,
		Will never save thy soul;
		The Cross in thine own heart,
		Alone can make thee whole,
		O, Cross of Christ, I take thee
		Into this heart of mine,
		That I to my own self may die
		And rise to thy life Divine.
	2.	What e'er thou lovest, man,
		That too become thou must;
		God, if thou lovest God,
		Dust, if thou lovest dust.
		Go out, God will come in;
		Die thou and let Him live;
		Be not and He will be;
		Wait and He'll all things give.
	3.	To bring thee to thy God,
		Love takes the shortest route;
		The way which knowledge leads,
		Is but a roundabout.
		Drive out from thee the world,
		And then thy heart shall be
		Filled with the love of God,
		And holy like as He.