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Appendix II : Two Favourite Christian Hymns of Gandhiji
The Wondrous Cross
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 Cross 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 mingling down;

Did e'er such love 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,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.


To Christ, Who won for sinners grace

By bitter grief and anguish sore,

Be praise from all the ransom'd race,

Forever and evermore.

- I. Walts


Rock of ages, cleft for me,

Let me hide myself in Thee;

Let the Water and the Blood,

From Thy riven Side which flow'd

Be of sin the double cure,

Cleanse me from its guilt and power.


Not the labours of my hands

Can fulfill Thy law's demands;

Could my zeal no respite know,

Could my tears for ever flow,

All for sin could not atone;

Thou must save, and Thou alone.


Nothing in my hand I bring,

Simply to Thy Cross I cling;

Naked, come to Thee for dress;

Helpless, look to Thee for grace;

Foul, I to the Fountain fly;

Wash me, Saviour, or I die.


While I draw this fleeting breath,

When my eyelids close in death,

When I soar through tracts unknown,

See Thee on Thy judgment Throne;

Rock of ages, cleft for me.

Let me hide myself in Thee.

- A. M. Toplady