Iona
when i survey
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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
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast
Save in the death of Christ, my Lord
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 love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
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
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all
- Album:
- Another Realm
- Miscellaneous
- Open Sky
- The Circling Hour
- Edge of the World - Live in Europe
- Journey Into the Morn
- Beyond These Shores
- WoW 1996 (disc 2)
- Iona
- The River Flows: Anthology, Volume 1
- A Celtic Celebration
- Treasures: The Very Best
- Just Listen
- Unprogged
- The Book of Kells
- Ten: The Birthday Album
- Live in London
- Sweet Burning Light
- Celtic Inspiration
- The Connection