When I Survey The Wondrous Cross
Verse 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
Verse 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast Save in the death of Christ, my God! All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood
Verse 3 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?
Verse 4 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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See The Destined Day Arise
Verse 1 See the destined day arise See a willing sacrifice Jesus, to redeem our loss, Hangs upon the shameful cross
Jesus, who but You could bear Wrath so great and justice fair? Every pang and bitter throe Finishing your life of woe
Chorus Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Lamb of God for sinners slain Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Jesus Christ, we praise your name
Verse 2 Who but Christ had dared to drain, Steeped in gall, the cup of pain? And with tender body bear Thorns and nails and piercing spear
Slain for us, the water flowed Mingled from your side with blood Sign to all attesting eyes Of the finished sacrifice
Verse 3 Holy Jesus, grant us grace In that sacrifice to place All our trust for life renewed, Pardoned sin, and promised good
Grant us grace to sing your praise ‘Round your throne through endless days Ever with the sons of light Blessing, honor, glory, might
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Verse 1 O sacred head, now wounded With grief and shame weighed down Now scornfully surrounded With thorns Thine only crown
How pale Thou art with anguish, With sore abuse, and scorn How does that visage languish Which once was bright as morn
Verse 2 What Thou my Lord has suffered Was all for sinners’ gain Mine, mine was the transgression But Thine the deadly pain
Lo! Here I fall my Savior ‘Tis I deserve Thy place Look on me with Thy favor Assist me with Thy grace
Verse 3 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee dearest Friend? For this Thy dying sorrow Thy pity without end
O make me Thine forever And should I fainting be Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee
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My Jesus, Fair
Verse 1 My Jesus, fair, was pierced by thorns By thorns grown from the fall. Thus He who gave the curse was torn To end that curse for all
Chorus O love divine, O matchless grace That God should die for men! With joyful grief I lift my praise Abhorring all my sin Adoring only Him
Verse 2 My Jesus, meek, was scorned by men By men in blasphemy. "Father, forgive their senseless sin!" He prayed, for them, for me
Verse 3 My Jesus, kind, was torn by nails, By nails of cruel men And to His cross, as grace prevailed, God pinned my wretched sin.
Verse 4 My Jesus, pure, was crushed by God By God, in judgment just. The Father grieved, yet turned His rod On Christ, made sin for us
Verse 5 My Jesus, strong, shall come to reign To reign in majesty The Lamb arose, and death is slain. Lord, come in victory!
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Stricken, Smitten, And Afflicted
Verse 1 Stricken, smitten, and afflicted See Him dying on the tree 'Tis the Christ by man rejected Yes, my soul, 'tis He, 'tis He
'Tis the long expected Prophet David's Son yet David's Lord By His Son, God now has spoken 'Tis the true and faithful Word
Verse 2 Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning, Was there ever grief like His? Friends through fear His cause disowning Foes insulting His distress
Many hands were raised to wound Him None would interpose to save But the deepest stroke that pierced Him Was the stroke that Justice gave
Verse 3 Ye who think of sin but lightly Nor suppose the evil great Here may view its nature rightly Here its guilt may estimate
Mark the sacrifice appointed See who bears the awful load 'Tis the Word, the Lord's Anointed Son of Man and Son of God
Verse 4 Here we have a firm foundation Here the refuge of the lost Christ's the Rock of our salvation His the name of which we boast
Lamb of God for sinners wounded Sacrifice to cancel guilt None shall ever be confounded Who on Him their hope have built
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Jesus, My Great High Priest
Verse 1 Jesus, my great High Priest, offered His blood and died; My guilty conscience seeks no sacrifice beside His pow’rful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the Throne
Verse 2 To this dear Surety’s hand will I commit my cause; He answers and fulfills His Father's broken laws Behold, my soul! At freedom set; My Surety paid the dreadful debt!
Verse 3 My Advocate appears for my defense on high; The Father bows His ears and lays His thunder by Not death, nor life, nor pow’rs, Nor anything can turn His love away
Verse 4 Should all the hosts of death and Prince of Darkness grim Put their most dreadful forms of rage and mischief on, I shall be safe, for Christ displays His conqu’ring pow’r and guardian grace!
Verse 5 Now let my soul arise, and tread the tempter down My Captain leads me forth to conquest and a crown A feeble saint shall win the day, Though sin and death obstruct the way
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My God, My God (Psalm 22)
Verse 1 My God, my God, to You I cry O why have You forsaken me? Why are You far from giving help And from my agonizing plea?
All day, my God, I cry in vain By night, yet no relief I gain
Verse 2 But still You are the Holy One On Isr’el’s praise You are enthroned Our fathers put their trust in You You saved them when to You they groaned
To You they cried, and rescue came They trusted and were free from shame
Verse 3 Reproached of men by all despised A worm and not a man am I All they that see me laugh in scorn They shake their heads and taunting cry
He trusts the Lord let Him defend And save him, if He is his friend
Verse 4 You brought me safely from the womb Gave faith when on my mother’s breast Since birth entrusted to Your care You’ve been my God, in You I rest
Be not far off for grief is near No other helper will appear
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God, Be Merciful To Me (Psalm 51)
Verse 1 God be merciful to me On Your love I rest my plea By Your vast abounding grace My transgression all erase From the stain of every sin Wash and make me clean within
Verse 2 For my sins before me rise Always present to my eyes I have sinned ‘gainst you alone In your sight, I’ve evil done So Your words are proven true Righteous are Your judgments too
Verse 3 Truly, I was born in sin Sinful when conceived within Surely, You desire to find Faithfulness in heart and mind You will, deep within my heart, Wisdom unto me impart
Verse 4 Oh, with hyssop sprinkle me And from sin I clean will be Wash me from its stain and so I’ll be whiter than the snow Make me hear joy’s cheering voice Let the bones You crushed rejoice
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