WHEN I SURVEY THE WONDROUS CROSS
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And it was about the sixth hour, and there was a darkness over all the earth until the ninth hour. And the sun was darkened, and the veil of the temple was rent in the midst. And when Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said, Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost.
Now when the centurion saw what was done, he glorified God, saying, Certainly this was a righteous man. And all the people that came together to that sight, beholding the things which were done, smote their breasts, and returned. And all his acquaintance, and the women that followed him from Galilee, stood afar off, beholding these things.
For I determined not to know any thing among you, save Jesus Christ, and him crucified.
WHEN WE SURVEY THE CROSS WE SEE CHRIST’S RIGHTEOUSNESS DESPISED
WHEN WE SURVEY THE CROSS WE SEE CHRIST’S RIGHTEOUSNESS DESPISED
He is despised and rejected of men;
A man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief:
And we hid as it were our faces from him;
He was despised, and we esteemed him not.
WHEN WE SURVEY THE CROSS WE SEE CHRIST’S RIGHTEOUSNESS DISPLAYED
WHEN WE SURVEY THE CROSS WE SEE CHRIST’S RIGHTEOUSNESS DISPLAYED
For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin.
WHEN WE SURVEY THE CROSS WE SEE CHRIST’S RIGHTEOUSNESS DECLARED
WHEN WE SURVEY THE CROSS WE SEE CHRIST’S RIGHTEOUSNESS DECLARED
Then said the chief priests of the Jews to Pilate, Write not, The King of the Jews; but that he said, I am King of the Jews.
"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. 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."
"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. 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."