A Selection of Psalms and Hymns ‎#CXCI

CXCI. When I survey the wondrous cross

1 When I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Prince of glory dy'd,
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, such sorrow meet?
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

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.

Text Information

• First Line: When I survey the wondrous cross
• Author: Dr. Watts
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Topic: Lord's Supper

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