Text: | When I survey the wondrous cross |
Author: | I. Watts |
Tune: | [When I survey the wondrous cross] |
Composer: | E. Miller, 1735ā1807 |
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 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a tribute 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 |
Author: | I. Watts (1707) |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1913 |
Topic: | The Church Year: Lent and Passion Week; Atonement |
Notes: | Public Domain. |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [When I survey the wondrous cross] |
Composer: | E. Miller, 1735ā1807 |
Meter: | L. M. |
Key: | Eā Major |
Notes: | Public Domain. |