80. GLORYING IN THE CROSS.(notes)Let it not be, that e'er my soul in aughtShould glory touching on delight or pride,Save in the wondrous cross ofHim, who diedA sacrifice of worth beyond all thought,With inf'nite blessings to the guilty fraught.Give me faith's vision—let who will deride—O blessedJesus! of thy pierced side:I boast of thee and what thy love has wrought.Beauty, and wealth, fame, dignity, and might,A victor army dress'd in splendid show,A throne and rev'rent crowds around that bow,—Say, what is all that dazzles human sight,Compar'd with glories, which in thee, God's Son,My eyes shall see while endless years roll on?
80. GLORYING IN THE CROSS.(notes)
Let it not be, that e'er my soul in aughtShould glory touching on delight or pride,Save in the wondrous cross ofHim, who diedA sacrifice of worth beyond all thought,With inf'nite blessings to the guilty fraught.Give me faith's vision—let who will deride—O blessedJesus! of thy pierced side:I boast of thee and what thy love has wrought.Beauty, and wealth, fame, dignity, and might,A victor army dress'd in splendid show,A throne and rev'rent crowds around that bow,—Say, what is all that dazzles human sight,Compar'd with glories, which in thee, God's Son,My eyes shall see while endless years roll on?
Let it not be, that e'er my soul in aught
Should glory touching on delight or pride,
Save in the wondrous cross ofHim, who died
A sacrifice of worth beyond all thought,
With inf'nite blessings to the guilty fraught.
Give me faith's vision—let who will deride—
O blessedJesus! of thy pierced side:
I boast of thee and what thy love has wrought.
Beauty, and wealth, fame, dignity, and might,
A victor army dress'd in splendid show,
A throne and rev'rent crowds around that bow,—
Say, what is all that dazzles human sight,
Compar'd with glories, which in thee, God's Son,
My eyes shall see while endless years roll on?