Text: | The Wondrous Cross |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Tune: | [When I survey the wondrous cross] |
Composer: | E. O. Excell |
1 When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And poor contempt on all my pride.
Chorus:
The cross, the cross by faith I see,
Within its shadow I will hide;
The blood, the blood avails for me,
For me the Prince of Glory died.
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. [Chorus]
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? [Chorus]
4 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. [Chorus]
Text Information | |
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First Line: | When I survey the wondrous cross |
Title: | The Wondrous Cross |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Refrain First Line: | The cross, the cross by faith I see |
Publication Date: | 1907 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [When I survey the wondrous cross] |
Composer: | E. O. Excell |
Key: | G Major |