G     C                     G
When I survey the wondrous cross
                   Em       C           D
On which the Prince of glory died,
                 G         C          Em      C
My richest gain I count as loss,
               G              C               G   C G C     
And pour contempt on all my pride.

               G      C                     G
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
                 Em         C              D
Save in the death of Christ, my God!
                  G         C                   Em        C
All the vain things that charm me most,
         G    C                  G   C G C
I sacrifice them to His blood.

C G     C G         C D Em   C D G
Jesus,  Jesus,    Jesus,        Jesus

                    G         C                        G
See from his head, His hands, His feet,
                 Em  C                     D
Sorrow and love flow mingled down.
                      G      C              Em      C
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
                      G       C               G  C G C
Or thorns compose so rich a crown.

                           G      C               G
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
                  Em   C         D
That were a gift far too small.
                G   C      Em      C
Love so amazing so divine,
                       G     C                 G   C G C  
Demands my soul, my life, my all.