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
See from His head, His hands, His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did ever such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns composed so rich a crown
When I survey the wondrous cross
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were a tribute far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all
When I survey the wondrous cross
[God forbid that I should glory]
[Save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ]
[By whom the world is crucified unto me]
[And I unto the world]
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
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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
When I survey the wondrous cross
See from His head, His hands, His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did ever such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns composed so rich a crown
When I survey the wondrous cross
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were a tribute far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all
When I survey the wondrous cross
[God forbid that I should glory]
[Save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ]
[By whom the world is crucified unto me]
[And I unto the world]
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
See from His head, His hands, His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did ever such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns composed so rich a crown
When I survey the wondrous cross
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were a tribute far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all
When I survey the wondrous cross
[God forbid that I should glory]
[Save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ]
[By whom the world is crucified unto me]
[And I unto the world]
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
Writer: Lloyd Bailey
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