...death of Christ my Lord ; All the vain things that chann'd me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See! from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and...sorrow meet? Or thorns compose .so rich a crown ? 4 Were the whole realms of nature mine, That were a present far too small: Love so amazing, so divine,...

...the death of Christ my God : All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See ! from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and...sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ! 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an off 'ring far too small : Love, so amazing, so divine,...

...death of Christ my God; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to thy blood. off 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and...and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 5 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an off'ring far too small: Love so amazing, so divine,...

...the cross of Christ, my God: The hopes that once I trusted most, I quit them all for Jesus' blood. See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and...and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? , Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an ofFring far too small : A love so boundless,...

...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...and sorrow meet ? Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an off' ring far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine,...

...charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and Jove flow mingled down ! Did e'er such love and sorrow...so rich a crown ? 4 His dying crimson, like a robe, Spread o'er his body on the tree ; Then am I dead to all the globe, And all the globe is dead to me....

...of glo-ry died, 2. For - bid it. Lord, that I shonld boast Save in the death of Christ, my Lord; 3. See, from His head, His hands, His feet, Sor-row and love flow min-gled down; 4. Were the whole realm of na- tore mine, That were a pres-ent far too small: My rich-estgain I count...

...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...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...

...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...and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?" When I took my infant into my arms, I felt to have so much to be thankful for; such love and peace...

...touched by a magic wand, the excitement of the crowd was hushed, and their voices rang out, singing — See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down. Again and again it was sung, each time more softly, and finally in a whisper, with bowed heads. On...