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Sunday, July 26, 2009

Sunday's Hymn: When I Survey The Wondrous Cross

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.

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?

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.

Isaac Watts, 1707, text of 1709
Tune: Hamburg L. M., Arr. from a Gregorian chant by Lowell Mason, 1824


John said...

One of my favorites!

Thank you for the recent comment.

ellen b. said...

Love this hymn!

WhiteStone said...

I love this one as well. Thanks for posting it!