127. When I survey 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 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 present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

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First Line: When I survey the wondrous cross
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1870
Topic: Atonement; Christ: Sufferings and Death; Christ: Redeemer of mankind (9 more...)
Notes: Author from index: Watts
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