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Upon the Cross of Jesus
Mine eyes at times can see

The very dying form of one
Who suffered there for me.
And from my stricken heart, with tears,
Two wonders I confess—
The wonders of redeeming love,
And my own worthlessness.

I take, O Cross, thy shadow,
For my abiding place;
I ask no other sunshine
Than the sunshine of his face;
Content to let the world go by,
To know no gain nor loss,—
My sinful self my only shame,
My glory, all the Cross!

Elizabeth was born in Edinburgh in 1830. From early years she
was very frail and delicate, dying at the early age of 39 in Melrose,
Roxburghshire.

Her frailty, however, did not restrict her very generous nature and
concern for the poor. If she had anything that would help relieve
their wretched condition she would give it to them. If the item was
unsuitable for a poor person she
would order it to be sold, and the
money used to alleviate their
suffering. And, on one occasion,
she even gave instructions for her
coach and horses to be sold to
provide for their needs.

It was the suffering of Jesus for her
upon the Cross with His “arms
outstretched to save” that compelled
her to do all she could for the less
fortunate.

Graham Neads

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