When I Survey the Wonderous Cross (O The Wonderful Cross) | Lyrics

VERSE 1
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

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 compose so rich a crown

CHORUS
O the wonderful cross
Where he died on that tree
The curse was on him in exchange of me
The atonement was made
Where the blood was once shed
I was raised in his victory

VERSE 3
Were the whole relm of nature mine
That were an offering far to small
Love so amazing so divine
I offer my soul, my life, my all