Christ Is All

Verse 1

I stood beside a dying bed, Where a sweet infant drooped his head, Waiting for Jesus’ call; I marked his smile, ‘twas sweet as My; And as his spirit passed away, He whispered, “Christ is all.”

Chorus

All in all, All in all, He whispered, “Christ is all;” All in all, All in all, He whispered, “Christ is all.”

Verse 2

I saw the martyr at the stake, And not fierce flames his faith could shake, Or death his soul appall; I asked him whence such strength was given, He looked triumphantly to heaven, And answered, “Christ is all.”

Verse 3

I saw the gospel herald go To Afric’s sand and Greenland’s snow, To save from Satan’s thrall; Nor hope nor life he counted dear; ‘Midst wants and perils owned no fear; He felt that Christ was all.

Verse 4

Then come to Jesus—come today; “Come,” Father, Son, and Spirit say; The Bride repeats the call; Come, He has blood for all your stains; Come, He has balm for all your pains, Come, He is all in all.