D                             G               D 
When I survey the wondrous cross 
                       Em            G      A 
On which the Prince of glory died 
D                          G               D 
My richest gain I count but loss 
                         Em       G   A   D 
And pour contempt on all my pride 
 
D                              G            D 
Forbid it Lord, that I should boast 
                    Em          G               A 
Save in the death of Christ my God 
D                                    G                D 
All the vain things that charm me most 
            Em          G   A    D 
I sacrifice them to His blood 
 
D                                      G                D                         
See, from His head, His hands, His feet 
                     Em          G            A 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down 
D                                    G          A 
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet 
                         Em        G     A  D 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 
 
D                                       G          D 
Were the whole realm of nature mine 
                     Em         G          A 
That were a present far too small 
D                            G    D 
Love so amazing, so divine 
                       Em          G    A     G-D 
Demands my soul, my life, my all