I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord. Philippians 3:8
If you know Wilde’s full name, or where to get a good photo of him (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
I will sing the wondrous story,
How the great salvation came;
And my soul was filled with glory,
By believing in His name.
Hallelujah, for the glory
Of the precious, bloodstained cross;
’Tis the sweet and blessèd story,
Making all else seem but dross.
Sick of sin and earthly pleasure,
At His sacred feet I fell;
Then came joy that knew no measure,
Of the Savior’s blood-washed host.
Oh! the joy of full salvation,
Coming from the throne of God;
Offered free to every nation,
Thro’ the all atoning blood.