When, I survey, th-e w-ondr-ous cross
O-n which the Prince, o-f gl-or-y died
M-y richest gain, I-I count, b-ut loss
A-nd pour contempt, o-n all, m-y pride
See, from His head, H-is hands, H-is feet
S-orrow and love, fl-ow m-ingled down
Did, ev’r such love, a-nd s-orr-ow meet
O-ur thorns compose, s-o rich, a-a crown
~Chorus~
Oh the w-onderful cross
Oh the w-onderful cross
Bids me come and die
And find that I
May truly l-ive
Oh the w-onderful cross
Oh the w-onderful cross
All who gather here
By grace draw near
And bless Your n-ame
W-ere the whole realm, o-f n-at-ure mine
Th-at were an o-ff’ring, f-ar t-oo small
L-ove so am-azing
S-o divine
D-emands my soul, m-y life, m-y a-ll
~Chorus~
Oh the w-onderful cross
Oh the w-onderful cross
Bids me come and die
And find that I
May truly l-ive
L-ove so am-azing
S-o divine
D-emands my soul, m-y life, m-y a-ll
(Random praise)
~Chorus~
Oh the w-onderful cross
Oh the w-onderful cross
Bids me come and die
And find that I
May truly l-ive