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



Chorus:

Oh, the wonderful cross

Oh, the wonderful cross

Bids me come and die

And find that I may truly live



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



Chorus:

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



Love so amazing, so divine

Demands my soul, my life, my all.