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WHEN I SURVEY THE WONDROUS CROSS
ON WHICH THE PRINCE OF GLORY DIED,
OUR RICHES GAIN WE COUNT BUT LOSS,
AND POUR CONTEMPT ON ALL OUR PRIDE.
FORBID IT LORD, THAT WE SHOULD BOAST,
SAVE IN THE DEATH OF CHRIST MY GOD,
THE DELIGHT AT CHARM ME MOST,
Is SACRIFICE THEM TO HIS BLOOD
SEE FROM HIS HEAD ,HIS HANDS, HIS FEEt
WHAT GRIEF AND LOVE FLOW MINGLING DOWN:
DID EVER SUCH LOVE AND SORROW MEET,
OR THORNS COMPOSE SO RICH A CROWN?
WER ALL THE 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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