"When I Survey the Wondrous Cross" as written by and Norman J./watts Clayton....
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

See from His head, His hands, His feet
So much sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich, so rich a crown

Were this whole realm of nature mine
That were a present far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all
My life, my soul, my all



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"When I Survey the Wondrous Cross" as written by Isaac Watts Norman J. Clayton

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