words: Isaac Watts music: Lowell Mason
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When I survey the wondrous cross
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On which the Prince of Glory died
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My richest gain I count but loss
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And pour contempt on all my pride
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Forbid it Lord that I should boast
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Save in the death of Christ my God
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All the vain things that charm me most
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I sacrificed them to His blood
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See from His head His hands His feet
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Sorrow and love flow mingled down
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Did ere such love and sorrow meet
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Or thorns compose so rich a crown
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Were the whole realm of nature mine
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that were a present far too small
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Love so amazing so divine
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Demands my soul my life my all
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When I Survey the Wonderous Cross
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| MercyMe |
