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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?

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.

[When I Survey the Wondrous Cross, Isaac Watts]

4 Responses

  • February 23, 2008 at 8:19 am

    Oh, I love that hymn, Katie.

  • Kaci Paige
    February 23, 2008 at 11:47 am

    Kate,
    I was just reading this song yesterday, and even recorded in my journal all the words.

    Sometimes I find myself just singing at church and not really thinking about what I’m singing. But when you stop and listen to what you’re singing, the words can be amazing! I love the words to this hymn.

  • February 25, 2008 at 2:05 pm

    –I love singing this hymn! Thanks for posting it =)
    –And thanks soo much in advance for praying for me!! May God doubly bless you for that!

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