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 live and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too smaill;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
- A men -
주 달려 죽은 십자가 우리가 생각할 때에
세상에 속한 욕심을 헛된 줄 알고 버리네
죽으신 구주 밖에는 자랑을 말게 하소서
보혈의 공로 입어서 교만한 맘을 버리네
못 박힌 손 발 보오니 큰 자비 나타내셨네
가시로 만든 면류관 우리를 위해 쓰셨네
온 세상 만물 가져도 주 은헤 못 다 갚겠네
놀라운 사랑 받은 나 몸으로 제물 삼겠네 - 아멘 -
