Friday, 18 June 2010

When I survey the wondrous cross

I am sometimes asked "What is your favourite hymn?", mainly by those who know that I am very fond of hymns. With so many great hymns it is difficult to think of one particular favourite, but I think it would have to be Isaac Watts's "When I Survey The Wondrous Cross" -

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 mingling 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 an offering far too small,
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Isaac Watts, 1674-1748

"But God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world" (Galatians 6 v 14).

For further information about both the hymn and Isaac Watts, see

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