Selah (words by Dr. Isaac Watt)
Текст песни 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 sacrificed them to His blood.

See from His head His hands, His feet,
Sorrow, and love flow mingled down
Did ere such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
that were a present far too small.
Love so amazing so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.