Enjoyable hymns make a church service great

I don't know when I have heard a worse selection of  hymns than we tried to sing this morning.  They weren't even poetry.  I realize music can accompany prose, but I do not enjoy it.  A great hymn starts with being a message written in verse.  The poem is beautiful and moving even before it is  provided with music. 

I felt so deprived that as soon as I got home I read the great Isaac Watts poem which begins "When I survey the worndrous cross on which the Prince of Glory died."   Charles Wesley, quite a great song writer himself, said he would have rather written this than all the songs he had written. After reading the poem I listened to Andy Griffth sing "How Great Thou Art."  I feel better now even though I may have to listen to a Fanny Crosby hymn to be fully whole.

1. 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.
2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
   Save in the death of Christ my God!
   All the vain things that charm me most,
   I sacrifice them to His blood.
3. See from His head, His hands, His feet,
   Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
   Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
   Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
4. Were the whole realm of nature mine,
   That were a present far too small;
   Love so amazing, so divine,
   Demands my soul, my life, my all.