I’m starting a new feature called “Sunday Hymn” where I’ll be posting a different hymn each Sunday evening. I love hymns! There is so much doctrine in them. I always thought if someone took away my Bible but left my hymn book, I’d be ok. One of things I like to do for my quiet time is go through the hymn book and sing my favorites.
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 mingled down;
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
Tht were a present far too small:
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.