When I Survey (The Wondrous Cross) (Live)

When I Survey (The Wondrous Cross) - Kathryn Scott

Written by：Traditional/Isaac Watts

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 ere such love

And sorrow meet

Or thorns compose

So rich

A crown

Were the whole realm

Of nature mine

That were an offering

Far too small

Love so amazing

So divine

Demands my soul

Demands my soul

Love demands my soul

My life

My all