The Wonderful Cross

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.

See, from His head, His hands, His feet

Sorrow and love flow mingled down

Did ever such love and sorrow meet

Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

O the wonderful cross

O the wonderful cross

Bids me come and die

And find that I may truly live

O the wonderful cross

O the wonderful cross

All who gather here

By grace draw near and bless Your name

Were the whole realm of nature mine

That were an offering far too small

Love so amazing, so divine

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

O the wonderful cross

O the wonderful cross

Bids me come and die

And find that I may truly live

O the wonderful cross

O the wonderful cross

All who gather here

By grace draw near and bless Your name

O the wonderful cross

O the wonderful cross

Bids me come and die

And find that I may truly live

Love so amazing, so divine

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

As the beauty and the shame

As the glory and the pain

Wonderful cross

O the wonderful cross

O the wonderful cross

Bids me come and die (wonderful, wonderful)

And find that I may truly live

O the wonderful cross

O the wonderful cross (On which the Prince of Glory died)

All who gather here by grace draw near

And bless Your name

O the wonderful cross (did ever such love and sorrow)

O the wonderful cross (As the beauty and the shame)

Bids me come and die

And find that I may truly live