Hymn – When I survey the wondrous cross – Lyrics
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 his 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 an offering far too small;
love so amazing, so divine,
demands my soul, my life, my all.
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First Tune: Rockingham
Composer: Unknown, adapted by Edward Miller (1735 – 1807)
Church Year: Good Friday, Lent, Passiontide
Lyricist: Isaac Watts (1674 – 1748)
Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
Performances Copyright ℗ 2018 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.