When I Survey the Wondrous Cross (10/07/17)

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When I Survey the Wondrous Cross


When I survey the wondrous cross

On which the Prince of Glory died,

My richest gain I count but loss

And pour contempt on all my pride.


Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

Save in the death of Christ, my God.

All the vain things that charm me most,

I sacrifice them to hos blood.


See, from his head, his hands, his feet,

Sorrow and love flow mingled down.

Did e’er such love and sorrow meet

Or thorns compose so rich a crown?


Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were a present far too small.

Love so amazing, so divine,

Demand my soul, my life, my all.