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<h2>NEVER FURTHER THAN THY CROSS</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;They cast their crowns before the throne, singing.&#8221; Revelation 4:10</h3></p>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_b_r_bradbury_wb.jpg" alt="William Batchelder Bradbury (1816-1868)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="132.666666666667" height="202.666666666667"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_h_charles_er.html" target="_blank">Elizabeth Rundle Charles</a>, in <em>The Family Treasury</em>, 1860.</p>
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Aletta,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_r_bradbury_wb.html" target="_blank">William Batchelder Bradbury</a>, <em>Jubilee</em> (New York: 1858) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_a_aletta.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Never further than Thy cross,<br>
Never higher than Thy feet;<br>
Here earth&#8217;s precious things seem dross,<br>
Here earth&#8217;s bitter things grow sweet.</p>
<p>Gazing thus our sin we see,<br>
Learn Thy love while gazing thus,<br>
Sin, which laid the cross on Thee,<br>
Love, which bore the cross for us.</p>
<p>Here we learn to serve and give,<br>
And, rejoicing, self deny;<br>
Here we gather love to live,<br>
Here we gather faith to die.</p>
<p>Pressing onward as we can,<br>
Still to this our hearts must tend;<br>
Where our earliest hopes began,<br>
There our last aspirings end.</p>
<p>Till amid the hosts of light,<br>
We in Thee redeemed, complete,<br>
Through Thy cross made pure and white,<br>
Cast our crowns before Thy feet.</p>
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