Chris Tomlin - The wonderful cross

^DWhen I survey the wondrous cross ^DOn which the prince of glory died ^DMy richest gain I count but loss ^DAnd pour contempt on all my pride

^DSee from his head His hands His feet ^DSorrow and love flow mingled down ^DDid e'er such love and sorrow meet ^DOr thorns compose so rich a crown

^DO the ^Gwonderful cross^D/F# O the ^Gwonderful cross^D/F# Bids me com^Ge and die and find^D/F# that I may tru^Aly live O the ^Gwonderful cross^D/F# O the ^Gwonderful cross^D/F# All who gath^Ger here By grac^D/F#e draw near and bless your na^Ame

^DWere the whole relm of nature mine ^DThat were an of-f'ring far to small ^DLove so amazing so divine ^DDemands my soul my life my all