A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

Iona lyrics : "When I Survey"

Riches I heed not,
Nor man's empty praise
Be Thou mine inheritance

Now and always

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 Lord

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 an offering far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all

Submit Corrections