##(Verse 1)
 When I survey the
 wondrous
 cross
 on which the
 Prince of
 Glory
 died,
 My richest gain I
 count but
 loss
 and pour co
ntempt on
 all my
 pride.

##(Verse 2)
 See from His head, His
 hands, His
 feet,
 sorrow and
 love flow
 mingled
 down.
 Did e'er such love and
 sorrow
 meet,
 or thorns co
mpose so
 rich a
 crown?

##(Verse 3)
 Were the whole realm of
 nature
 mine,
 that were an
 offering
 far too
 small;
 Love so amazing,
 so d
ivine,
 demands my
 soul, my
 life, my
 all!

##(Chorus 1)
Oh the
 wonderful
 cross, oh the
 wonderful
 cross,
Bids me
 come and die and
 find that I may
 truly live.
Oh the
 wonderful
 cross, oh the
 wonderful
 cross,
All who
 gather here by
 grace draw near and
 bless Your name.