



Author: Isaac Watts Appears in 2,025 hymnals First Line: When I survey the wondrous cross Lyrics: 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.
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.
2 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?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an off’ring far too small;
Love so amazing so divine,
Demands my soul, my life my all. Used With Tune: [When I survey the wondrous cross]
When I Survey