CCCXXIX. Crucifixion to the world by the cross of Christ

1 When I survey the wond'rous cross
On which the Prince of glory dy'd,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And mourning weep o'er 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 mingled down!
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet;
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

4 His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o'er his body on the tree;
Then am I dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.

5 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

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First Line: When I survey the wond'rous cross
Title: Crucifixion to the world by the cross of Christ
Publication Date: 1799
Meter: L. M.
Scripture: Galatians 4:14
Topic: World: Crucified to it
Language: English
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