When cross survey wondrous the we
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we all gain we our richest glory on the pride. cross On pour but which survey contempt wondrous Our Lord of the count When loss, And died, |
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vain Our should forbid the death that charm Christ, most, We’d in our to boast, Save the them things we His us of Lord; All sacrifice that God blood. |
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hands, His flowed head, thorns from love crown? a rich His meet, Or and e’er There mingled and His such compose feet, Sorrow sorrow so down; Did love |
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me. all the dying tree; To from body the His on dead world the is crimson, His I world all dead, And head Spreads o’er am to then His |
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were the too our of pow’rs, Demands life, that highest an realm far heart, all. Were small; Love ours, That our whole transcends nature our our offering |
Piano Hymns
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