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Hymn

When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

WINCHESTER NEW · L.M. · words Isaac Watts · music Winchester New

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When I Survey the Wondrous Cross y far ent on min Christ Glo row too the gled my ry a His and the the were o’er bod of of pres flow love death Prince small; tree; down! God! died, whole ing His it, sur the son, His that the in dy realm crim head, Lord, vey 4. His 3. See 2. For 1. When Were from bid I 5. mine, robe, feet, boast, cross ture a His should drous of which That Spreads Sor Save On I won like hands, na thorns my is so them on life, dead rich to all my the com ri con mands all soul, globe pose fice tempt all. me. crown? blood. pride. my to a His my such vain est am so I e’er the rich things sac maz dead love gain a Love Then Did All My vine, globe, meet, most, loss, di the row me but De pour that And Or I And so all sor charm count ing, to and I Isaac Watts, 1707 WINCHESTER NEW L.M. Winchester New, 1896
When I Survey the Wondrous Cross y far ent on min Christ Glo row too the gled my ry a His and the the were o’er bod of of pres flow love death Prince small; tree; down! God! died, whole ing His it, sur the son, His that the in dy realm crim head, Lord, vey 4. His 3. See 2. For 1. When Were from bid I 5. mine, robe, feet, boast, cross ture a His should drous of which That Spreads Sor Save On I won like hands, na thorns my is so them on life, dead rich to all my the com ri con mands all soul, globe pose fice tempt all. me. crown? blood. pride. my to a His my such vain est am so I e’er the rich things sac maz dead love gain a Love Then Did All My vine, globe, meet, most, loss, di the row me but De pour that And Or I And so all sor charm count ing, to and I Isaac Watts, 1707 WINCHESTER NEW L.M. Winchester New, 1896

1.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.

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 I am 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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Same meter but needs editorial underlay: ABERYSTWYTH (PARRY), ANGELUS, BRESLAU, FEDERAL STREET, GERMANY, MARYTON, MENDON, MORNING HYMN, OLD 100TH, QUEBEC, THE FIRST NOEL, VOM HIMMEL HOCH, WOODWORTH.

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