When Christ was lifted from the earth,
His arms stretched out above
Through ev'ry culture, ev’ry birth,
To draw an answ’ring love.

Still east and west his love extends,
And always, near or far,
He calls and claims us as his friends
And loves Us as we are.

Where generation, Class, or race
Divide us to our shame,
He sees not labels, but a face
A person, and a name.

Thus freely loved, though fully known,
May I in Christ be free
To welcome and accept his own
As Christ accepted me.