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.
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.
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. 🎶 🎶 🎶