When I Survey The Wondrous Cross
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CWhen I survey
G the wond
Crous cross
on which the
AmPrince of
Fglory
Gdied,
my
Crichest
Ggain I
Amcount but
Closs,
and
Fpour con
Dmtempt on
Gall my
Cpride.
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.
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.
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