We sing the praise of him who died,

Of him who died upon the cross;

The sinner’s hope let men deride;

For this we count the world but loss.

We Sing the Praise of Him Who Died by Thomas Kelly (1815)

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;

All vain things that charm me most,

When I Survey the Wondrous Cross by Isaac Watts (1707)