When I survey the wondrous crossIsaac Watts was telling the truth when he wrote this. You can see that those who sing it today might by lying.
On which the Prince of Glory died
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride.
A friend told me years ago, “More liars stand behind hymn books than any place else.” I agreed with him, with this exception: They are not being deliberately deceitful. They are unaware of what they are singing. Pay attention to what you are singing. If you do not believe it, do not sing it. If you do believe it, sing it like you mean it. It does not matter if you have a good voice.
The church members might not know what they are singing, but the poets who wrote the lyrics knew and were not lying. They meant the words they wrote. Here is a good example:
Could we with ink the ocean fill,Amen!
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above,
Would drain the ocean dry.
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
- Fredrick M. Lehman