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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

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?

Oh the wonderful cross
Oh the wonderful cross
Bids me come and dieand find
that I may truly live
Oh wonderful cross
Oh wonderful cross
All who gather here by grace draw near
and bless Your name

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

Oh the wonderful cross
Oh the wonderful cross
Bids me come and dieand find
that I may truly live
Oh wonderful cross
Oh wonderful cross
All who gather here by grace draw near
and bless Your name












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?

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