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| CHRIST Who art above the sky | |
| Teach me how to live and die! | |
| Thou hast sent me here to be | |
| Born of human-kind like Thee: | |
| Born to walk the flinty road | 5 |
| Which Thy crimson’d footsteps trode; | |
| Clear mine eyes to track them right, | |
| Leading upwards to the light. | |
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| Pure as snow from taint of wrong, | |
| Thou hast known temptation strong; | 10 |
| Tried and burst the snares that lie | |
| Set to lure us from the sky: | |
| Thou wilt aid me firm to stand | |
| When the tempter is at hand; | |
| Thou wilt draw my thoughts to Thee, | 15 |
| And the demon-sin will flee. | |
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| When I slip, my frailty spare; | |
| Saviour, save me from despair! | |
| By the mercy-gate Thou art, | |
| Vision of the Bleeding Heart, | 20 |
| Gazing with thorn-circled face | |
| Human-eyed on all the race: | |
| If I kneel before the gate, | |
| Thou wilt never cry “Too late!” | |
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| If in vain my strength has toil’d; | 25 |
| Hopes defeated; purpose foil’d; | |
| If the light of life be dim, | |
| Waning mind, and wither’d limb; | |
| If my dear ones leave me lone, | |
| Be Thou here when all are gone; | 30 |
| Thou hast known what anguish is, | |
| Thou canst turn my tears to bliss. | |
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| In the day of doubt and gloom, | |
| Let Thy mercy-message come, | |
| O’er my fever’d soul below | 35 |
| Falling soft as snow on snow; | |
| “Though the mother smile no more | |
| On the baby that she bore; | |
| Bride by bridegroom be forgot, | |
| Yet will I forsake thee not.” | 40 |
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| Though far off in light, by me | |
| Nearer than earth’s nearest be: | |
| By the love that brought Thee down; | |
| By the bitter cross and crown; | |
| By Thy shepherd-care to save | 45 |
| All Thy flock from font to grave; | |
| Aid me here to live and die, | |
| Christ Who art above the sky! | |
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