The Wonderful Cross

D When I survey the wondrous cross D On which the prince of glory died, D My richest gain I count but loss, D And pour contempt on all my pride. D See from his head, His hands, His feet, D Sorrow and love flow mingled down. D Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, D Or thorns compose so rich a crown. D G D/F# O the wonderful cross, G D/F# O the wonderful cross G Bids me come and die D/F# A and find that I may truly live. G D/F# O the wonderful cross, G D/F# O the wonderful cross G All who gather here D/F# A By grace draw near and bless your name. D Were the whole relm of nature mine, D That were an of-f'ring far to small. D Love so amazing so divine, D Demands my soul, my life, my all.