The Friday tune this week is one of my favorites, and it speaks directly to the heart of Giving Your all For God. When I Survey the Wondrous Cross is a hymn that often gets pulled out towards Easter. Is there a song that is as visually rich with pain than this?
See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
His dying crimson, like a robe, Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
For the redeemed the song is also one of the most incredible love songs ever written, for it has as its source the greatest love story ever told.
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
As all good music, as well as art it leaves us challenged:
Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all.
What an incredible song. The perfect melody to complement such a sad, triumphant, loving song.
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?
His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.
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.