When I survey the wondrous cross
我每靜念那十字架，
On which the Prince of glory died
並主如何在上受熬，
My richest gain I count but loss,
我就不禁渾忘身家，
And pour contempt on all my pride.
鄙視從前所有倨傲。

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
願主禁我別有所誇，
Save in the cross of Christ my God;
除了基督的十字架；
All the vain things that charm me most,
前所珍愛虛空榮華，
I sacrifice them to His blood.
今為祂血情願丟下。

See from His head, His hands, His feet,
看從祂頭！祂腳！祂手！
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
憂情、慈愛和血而流！
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
那有愛憂如此相遘？
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
荊棘編成如此冕旒？

His dying crimson like a robe,
看祂全身滿被水血，
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
如同穿上朱紅衣飾！
Then am I dead to all the globe,
因此，我與世界斷絕，
And all the globe is dead to me.
世界向我也像已死。

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
假若宇宙都歸我手，
That were an offering far too small:
盡獻我主仍覺可羞；
Love so amazing, so divine,
愛既如此奇妙、深厚，
Demands my heart, my life, my all!
當得我心、我命⸺所有。