When I Survey

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.

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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 through his blood.

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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?

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Bridge: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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At the cross at the cross

Where I first saw the light

And the burden of my heart rolled away

It was there faith I recieved my sight

And now I am happy all the day.