168 | Laudes Domini#169 | 170 |
Text: | "The wondrous Cross" |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Tune: | HAMBURG |
Arranger: | L. Mason |
1 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.
2 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.
3 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?
4 His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o'er his body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.
5 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | When I survey the wondrous cross |
Title: | "The wondrous Cross" |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1890 |
Topic: | Sufferings and Death; Christ: Crucifixion of; Christ: Love of(3 more...) |