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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 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 Jesus saves sinners by his grace By his grace 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 See the flowing scarlet flood Breath of life with emptied veins See it washing over us King of Kings for sinners slain See his glory and his might Oh, the power of his blood See his reigning, lifted high Oh, the wonder of his love Aus Songtexte Mania