When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

Well-loved hymn that contains timeless truths – this is true worship, offering, surrender and sacrifice in response to the finished work of Christ – nothing here about material favours or worldly gains reserved for me, instead the desire of the true worshipper is expressed this way, “demands my soul, my life, my all”.

“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 e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Where 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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