the cross

we’re studying the work of Christ (soteriology) in my systematic class at school.  i was reminded of this song during class.

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
sorrow and love flow mingled down
did e’er such love and sorrow meet
or thorns compose so rich a crown

o the wonderful cross
o the wonderful cross
bid me come and die
and find that i may truly live

if the whole realm of nature mine
that were an offering far too small
love so amazing, so divine
demands my soul, my life, my all

o the wonderful cross
o the wonderful cross
bid me come and die
and find that i, may truly live