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When I Survey the Wondrous Cross


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?


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


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


Isaac Watts - Project Gutenberg eText 18444
Isaac Watts - Project Gutenberg eText 18444 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Thank you Isaac Watts!


0 thoughts on “When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

  1. meetingintheclouds

    Yes indeed, thank you Isaac Watts and the Wesleys and Horatius Bonar and Amy Carmichael and John Newton and Frances Havergal and all the other hymn writers of long ago.
    And thank you too to modern hymn writers like Stuart Townend for songs like In Christ Alone and How Deep the Father's Love.

    They help in our worship as we praise our great triune God.

    1. Ben Nelson

      Yes, me too on both counts. I have an old (1898 i think) methodist hymnal i found at a book store in williamsburg VA that has som of the originals of Charles Wesley's hymns that we know maybe 4 or 5 verses of, and they go on for 15 or 20 - wonderful poetry - rich with theology. There is more theology in these old hymns than in some of our seminaries today.
      Thanks for stopping in.


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