the wonderful cross

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the prince of Glory died
My richest gain I count but lost
And poor content on all my pride

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

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

Worth of all realm a nature mine
that were an offering far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
demands my soul, my live, my all

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 live, my all

In the Beauty, in the shame
In the Glory of his name
of the wonderful cross...