113. The Wondrous Cross

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
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
Name: [When I survey the wondrous cross]
Composer: E. O. Excell
Key: G Major



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