NONE BUT CHRIST | AdventAI

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 9, 1872

“NONE BUT CHRIST.”

CHRIST—none but Christ! to him I sing; To Christ the contrite spirit bring, In humble, grateful lays, To him, most dear, least understood, Who waits, when fails all other good, To take that love which, bought with blood, The soul reluctant pays.

Oh! sick of disappointment’s pain, Of friendship false, ambition slain, Of pleasure’s vain control; Weary and worn to him apply; Learn from the Meek and Lowly why There’s none but Christ can satisfy The restless, longing soul!

In none but Christ all fullness dwells— The love that evermore upwells— From its pure source unspent; The mortal feels immortal might; Opposing natures yet unite; The finite claims the Infinite, With none but Christ content.

Oh! none but Christ remains the same, While faints and flickers every flame By human passion fed; He living food alone supplies; The heart, a-hungered, eager tries Earth’s nourishment—grows sick, and dies; Christ only is true bread.

Grow strong, my soul, on Christ alone! Shine in the likeness of his own; Filled with his fullness be; Cherish no hope, no love, no aim, That is not blended with his name; His glory be thy only fame; None, none but Christ for me!

—New York Observer.