Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#III.VII

III.VII. Crucifixion to the world by the cross of Christ

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 and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown!

4 [His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o'er his body on the tree:
Then am I dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.]

5 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
• Title: Crucifixion to the world by the cross of Christ
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Galatians 6:14

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