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Christ in Song 145

The Wondrous Cross

Words: Isaac WattsMusic: Lowell Mason

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1When I sur - vey the won - drous cross On which the Prince of glo - ry died, My rich - est gain I count but loss, And pour con - tempt on all my pride.

2For - bid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God; All the vain things that charm me most, I sac - ri - fice them to his blood.

3See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sor - row and love flow min - gled down; Did e'er such love and sor - row meet, Or thorns com - pose so rich a crown?

4Were the whole realm of na - ture mine, That were a pres - ent far too small; Love so a - maz - ing, so di - vine, De - mands my soul, my life, my all.

Also sung to
McCabe (Hymns and Tunes 1886 #315); Hamburg (Hymns and Tunes 1886 #391)
Scripture
Galatians 6:14

The verse

Meter
32
Foot
iambic (da-DUM) · 69% of beats fit
Rhyme
A
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/ stressed · ˘ unstressed · ? not in the dictionary

Verse 1

When I sur - vey the won - drous cross On which the Prince of glo - ry died, My rich - est gain I count but loss, And pour con - tempt on all my pride./˘˘/˘/˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/32A

Verse 2

For - bid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God; All the vain things that charm me most, I sac - ri - fice them to his blood.˘/˘/˘˘˘//˘˘/˘/˘//˘//˘/˘/˘/˘/˘˘˘/32A

Verse 3

See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sor - row and love flow min - gled down; Did e'er such love and sor - row meet, Or thorns com - pose so rich a crown?/˘˘/˘/˘//˘˘///˘/˘///˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/32A

Verse 4

Were the whole realm of na - ture mine, That were a pres - ent far too small; Love so a - maz - ing, so di - vine, De - mands my soul, my life, my all.˘˘//˘/˘/˘˘˘/˘////˘˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/32A

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.