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Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 2,009 hymnals Scripture: Luke 6:21 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.
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 mingling 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 an off'ring far too small;
love so amazing, so divine,
demands my soul, my life, my all. Topics: Passiontide; Year C Proper 9 Used With Tune: ROCKINGHAM
When I survey the wondrous cross