Christ in Song 70
Calvary
Words: Wm. R. NewellMusic: D. B. Towner
1When 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.
RefrainCalvary, Calvary, Calvary!
Where Jesus gave His life for me;
Calvary, Calvary, Calvary!
Blessed place of victory!
2See, 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?
3Since I, alas, was one for whom He died,
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the cross of Christ, my Lord,
Save in the cross of Christ, my Lord.
4Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a tribute far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my life, my soul, my all.
- Words
- Wm. R. Newell
- Music
- D. B. Towner
Copyright, 1895, by Wm. R. Newell
The verse
- Meter
- 8.8.8.8
- Foot
- iambic (da-DUM) · 68% of beats fit
- Rhyme
- ABAB
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