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Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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?

Verse 4

Were all the realms of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine.
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Verse 1

In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

Verse 2

When the woes of life o’ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me;
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

Verse 3

When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more luster to the day.

Verse 4

Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there, that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.

Verse 1

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend,
Life, and health, and peace possessing,
From the sinner’s dying Friend!

Verse 2

Here I’ll sit, forever viewing
Mercy’s streams in streams of blood:
Precious drops, my soul bedewing,
Plead, and claim my peace, with God.

Verse 3

Truly blessed is this station,
Low before the cross to lie,
While I see divine compassion
Floating in his languid eye.

Verse 4

Here it is I find my heaven,
While upon the Lamb I gaze;
Love I much?--I’ve much forgiven,--
I’m a miracle of grace.

Verse 5

Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears his feet I’ll bathe;
Constant still in faith abiding,--
Life deriving from his death.

Verse 1

When I view my Savior bleeding,
For my sins upon the tree;
Oh, how wondrous!--how exceeding
Great his love appears to me!

Verse 2

Floods of deep distress and anguish.
To impede his labors, came;
Yet they all could not extinguish
Love’s eternal, burning flame.

Verse 3

Now redemption is completed,
Full salvation is procured;
Death and Satan are defeated,
By the sufferings he endured.

Verse 4

Now the gracious Mediator,
Risen to the courts of bliss,
Claims for me, a sinful creature,
Pardon, righteousness, and peace!

Verse 5

Sure, such infinite affection
Lays the highest claims to mine;
All my powers, without exception,
Should in fervent praises join.

Verse 6

Jesus, fit me for thy service;
Form me for thyself alone;
I am thy most costly purchase,--
Take possession of thine own.

Verse 1

O love! who gav’st thy life for me,
And won an everlasting good
Through thy sore anguish on the tree,
I ever think upon thy blood!

Verse 2

O Love! who unto death hast grieved
For this cold heart, unworthy thine,
Whom the cold grave and death received,
I thank thee for that grief divine.

Verse 3

I give thee thanks that thou didst die
To win eternal life for me,
To bring salvation from on high:
Oh, draw me up through love to thee!