1-Corinthians_1-18: For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God

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 ever 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…