 | Philip Law - Religion - 2006 - 396 pages
...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...and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? His dying crimson, like a robe, Spread o'er his body on the tree; Then am I dead to all the globe,... | |
 | LaVonne Neff - Religion - 2006 - 410 pages
...what is called the Place of the Skull, in Hebrew, Golgotha. There they crucified him. —JOHN 19:16-18 "See, from his head, his hands, his feet, sorrow and...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,... | |
 | Louis F. Benson - Religion - 2007 - 150 pages
...the death of Christ my God: All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. 3 See, from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow...sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so Divine,... | |
 | T. T. Crabtree - Baptists - 2007 - 433 pages
...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...and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine,... | |
 | Gary Saunders - Biography & Autobiography - 2007 - 292 pages
...ever have. I hadn't known about the hymn; yet its pathos and poetry had always wrung my heart too: See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and...and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? After age twelve my Fogo ambit widened to include day-long expeditions to the hinterland's trout ponds... | |
 | Emlen Garrett - Religion - 2007 - 193 pages
...in the death of Christ my God! AM the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and...and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? His dying crimson, like a robe, Spreads o 'er His body on the tree; Then I am dead to all the globe,... | |
 | Curry Pikkaart - Religion - 2007 - 126 pages
...and more pain. Now, I am not thinking about the blouse any more. I am at Calvary."8 And so are we. "See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and...and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small: Love so amazing, so divine,... | |
| |
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. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow... 
