Calvary

1When 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.

RefrainCalvary, Calvary, Calvary!
Where Jesus gave His life for me;
Calvary, Calvary, Calvary!
Blessed place of victory!

2See, 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?

3Since I, alas, was one for whom He died,
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the cross of Christ, my Lord,
Save in the cross of Christ, my Lord.

4Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a tribute far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my life, my soul, my all.