Jesus, the all-inclusive land

Jesus

the all-inclusive land

Is everything to me:

A Christ of brooks

of depths and streams

And fountains bubbling free.

Springing from valleys and from hills

Flowing till every part He fills

He waters us—how glorious—

By His life!

Jesus is now the land of wheat—

Incarnate

crucified.

But resurrection life is He

By barley signified.

He is a land of figs and vines—

Blood of the grape

the cheering wine.

With such supplies He satisfies—

Christ our land!

O what a rich

abundant Christ:

Our pomegranate true

The olive tree whose oil is now

Anointing us anew.

Rich milk and honey He doth bring

Sweet

satisfying

nourishing.

Our Christ is such; He is so much!

What a Christ!

In our good land we eat the bread—

There is no scarcity.

We never lack one thing in Him

So rich

so full is He.

He is a land so vast

immense;

He is complete in every sense.

How He expands—land of all lands—

In our heart!

Christ is a land of iron stones

Whence comes authority.

We must dig out this solid Christ

To bind His enemy.

Then we must through the sufferings pass

To be refined as burnished brass.

With iron bind

as brass refined

Is our need.

Lord

how we bless Thee for this land

The all-inclusive Christ!

We’ve eaten Him

we’re filled with Him

O how He has sufficed!

Teach us to labor constantly

Upon this vast reality;

This is our joy

this our employ—

Christ our land!