99 When i survey the wonderous cross
[V1]
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.
[V2]
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?
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?
[V3]
Since I, who was undone and lost,
Have pardon through his name and word;
Forbid it, then, that I should boast,
Save in the cross of Christ, my Lord.
Since I, who was undone and lost,
Have pardon through his name and word;
Forbid it, then, that I should boast,
Save in the cross of Christ, my Lord.
[V4]
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a tribute far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my life, my soul, my all.
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a tribute far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my life, my soul, my all.