(same tune as 243)
1. 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.
2 See, 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?
3 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an off'ring far too small!
Love so amazing.so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
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