When I survey the Wondrous Cross: -ghf118.mid - [Play Midi]
  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

  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

  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?

  4. 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.