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When I survey the wondrous cross
Tune: Rockingham (Communion)  
Metre: Long Metre  

 

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 eer such love and sorrow meet,

Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

 

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.

 

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