Beeleng shared with us a poem on " When i survey" on saturday during cg. I thought it sounded a familiar... so i went to check out my track list and found out that i had e song! wahahaha, not too bad a hymn. ^^ Jesus reigns forever!
celtic version:
normal version:
The poem: Verse 1 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.
Verse 2 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.
Verse 3 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?
Verse 4 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.
Verse 5 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.
