WONDROUS CROSS
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0.000 HBDWONDROUS CROSS
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 there was no other enough to pay the price of sin; He only could unlock the gate of heaven and let us in. o dearly has he loved, and we must love him too