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When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

Author: Isaac Watts
Composer: Lowell Mason
Year: 1707
Style: traditional
Public Domain
★★★★★ Doctrinally Excellent
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Theological Analysis

Watts's communion hymn is widely considered the greatest hymn in the English language. It is a deeply personal meditation on the cross that moves from contemplation to total surrender. The final stanza — "Love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all" — is among the most profound lines ever written.

Theological Strengths

  • Often ranked as the greatest English hymn
  • Profoundly Christocentric — focused on the cross
  • Teaches the proper response to the atonement: total surrender
  • Rich theological language: 'Prince of glory died'
  • Moves from meditation to self-sacrifice — demands action

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Chord Chart

  When C I survey F the wondrous C  G cross
  On Am which the F Prince of C glory G died,
  My C richest F gain I C count but G loss,
  And Am pour contempt F on all G my C pride.
  Forbid C it, Lord, F that I C should G boast,
  Save Am in the F death of C Christ G my God!
  All C the F vain things C that charm G me most,
  I Am sacrifice them F to His G  C blood.
  See C from His F head, His C hands, G His feet,
  Sorrow Am and love F flow mingled C  G down!
  Did C e'er F such love C and sorrow G meet,
  Or Am thorns compose F so rich G a C crown?
  Were C the whole F realm of C nature G mine,
  That Am were a F present far C too G small;
  Love C so F amazing, so C  G divine,
  Demands Am my soul, F my life, G my C all.

Full Lyrics

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.

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.

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?

Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were a present far too small;

Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

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