Wh-en I survey, th-e w-ondrous cross
O-n which the Prince, o-f gl-ory died
M-y richest gain, I-I count, b-ut loss
A-nd pour contempt, on all, m-y pride
See, from His head, H-is hands, H-is feet
S-orrow and love, fl-ow m-ingled down
Did, ’er such love, a-nd s-orrow meet
Or thorns compose, s-o rich, 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 relm, o-f n-ature mine
Th-at were an o-ff’ring, f-ar t-oo small
Love so am-az-ing, 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
Love so am-az-ing, s-o divine
D-emands my soul, m-y life, m-y a-ll
It’s the beauty in the shame
It’s the glory and the pain
Wonderful cross
~Chorus~
Oh the w-onderful cross
Oh the w-onderful cross
Bids me come and die
And find that I
May truly l-ive
