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
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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.

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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

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.


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.


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

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?


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

His dying crimson, like a robe,

Spreads o'er his body on the tree;

Then I am dead to all the globe,

And all the globe is dead to me.


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

Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were an offering far too small;

Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Isaac Watts (1674-1748)


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