1 When I survey the wondrous cross
where the young 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 cross 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 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.
|First Line:||When I survey the wondrous cross|
|Title:||When I Survey the Wondrous Cross|
|Author:||Isaac Watts (1674-1748)|
|Scripture:||Numbers 21:4-9; Matthew 27:11-54; Mark 15:1-47; Luke 23:1-49; John 3:14-21; John 18:1-19:42; 1 Corinthians 1:18-31; Galatians 6:1-16; Philippians 2:1-13; Colossians 1:15-29; Hebrews 9:11-15; Hebrews 12:1-3; 1 Peter 2:19-25|
|Topic:||Discipleship; Holy Week (Good Friday); Praise of God(1 more...)|
|Harmonizer:||Edward Miller (1731-1807)|
|Composer (descant):||David R. Riley (1947-)|
|Source:||Psalmody in Miniature, Second Supplement, 1780?|
|Copyright:||Descant © David R. Riley|