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==General information==
==General information==
'''Lyricist:''' [[Isaac Watts]].
This is an hymn by [[Isaac Watts]], his Hymn 7 of Book 3, published 1709.
 
==Settings by composers==
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*[[When I survey the wondrous cross (Joseph Barnby)|Joseph Barnby]] SATB
*[[Gardner (Daniel Belknap)|Daniel Belknap]] STB
*[[When I survey the wondrous cross (Christopher W. Hart)| Christopher W. Hart]] S solo
*[[When I survey the wondrous cross (Christopher W. Hart)| Christopher W. Hart]] S solo
*[[When I survey the wondrous cross (Thomas Jarman)| Thomas Jarman]] SATB
*[[When I survey the wondrous cross (Thomas Jarman)| Thomas Jarman]] SATB
*[[When I survey the wondrous cross (J. Guy Stalnaker)|J. Guy Stalnaker]] SATB
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==Text and translations==
==Text and translations==
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{{Text|English|
{{Verse|1}} When I survey the wondrous cross
{{Vs|1}} When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
And pour contempt on all my pride.
{{Verse|2}} Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
 
{{Vs|2}} Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God:
Save in the death of Christ my God:
All the vain things that charm me most,
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.  
I sacrifice them to his blood.
{{Verse|3}} See from his head, his hands, his feet,
 
{{Vs|3}} See from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?}}
</poem>
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{{Middle}}
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{{Verse|4}} His dying crimson, like a robe,
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{{Vs|4}} His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.
And all the globe is dead to me.
{{Verse|5}} Were the whole realm of nature mine,
 
{{Vs|5}} Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
Demands my soul, my life, my all.}}
</poem>
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==External links==
==External links==
[[Category:Text pages]]
[[Category:Text pages]]

Latest revision as of 12:52, 25 November 2020

General information

This is an hymn by Isaac Watts, his Hymn 7 of Book 3, published 1709.

Settings by composers

Other settings possibly not included in the manual list above

Text and translations

English.png English text

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  His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.

5  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.

External links

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