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 hands, His head, His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Hallelujah, what a savior
I've been delivered, my chains are gone
Thank you, Jesus, my king forever
I stand amazed when I survey the wondrous cross

Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were a present far too small
Love so amazing, love so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all

Hallelujah, what a savior
I've been delivered, my chains are gone
Thank you, Jesus, my king forever
I stand amazed when I survey the wondrous cross
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O death, where is your sting?
O grave, you lost your grip on me
I'm covered by the precious blood
We stand free and forgiven
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We praise you for the wondrous cross
O death, where is your sting?
O grave, you lost your grip on me
I'm covered by the precious blood
We stand free and forgiven
Our hands lifted to heaven
We praise you for the wondrous cross
We praise you for the wondrous cross

Hallelujah, what a savior
I've been delivered, my chains are gone
Thank you, Jesus, my king forever
I stand amazed when I survey the wondrous cross
I stand amazed when I survey the wondrous cross
I stand amazed when I survey the wondrous cross