Thoms Compose — текст песни (Overcome)

when I survey
the wondrous cross
on which the prince of glory died
my richest gain
i count but loss
and poor contempt on all my pride
forbid it Lord
that i should coast
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`re such love and sorrow meet
or thorns compose to rich a crown?
were the whole realm of nature mine
that were a present far too small
love so amazing
so divine
demands my life
my soul
my all
when I survey
the wondrous cross on which my savior died for me
when i survey I`m willing to give up my life for thee