{intro: F  F/A  Bb  Dm  C }

{c: Verse 1}
Come be[F]hold the wondrous [Bb/F]myst'ry 
In the [F]dawning of the [C]King 
He the [Dm]theme of heaven's [Bb]praises 
Robed in frail hu[C]mani[F]ty
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[F/A]In our [Bb]longing, in our [F/A]darkness 
[F]Now [C/E]the [Dm]Light of [C]life has [Bb]come 
Look to [F/C]Christ, who conde[Bb/D]scended 
Took on [Bb]flesh to [C]ransom [F]us    [Bb]      [Dm]      [C]
{eoc}

{c: Verse 2}
Come be[F]hold the wondrous [Bb]myst'ry 
He the [F]perfect Son of [C]Man 
In His [Dm]living, in His [Bb]suff'ring 
Never trace nor [C]stain of [F]sin
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[F/A]See the [Bb]true and better [F/A]Adam 
[F]Come [C/E]to [Dm]save the [C]hell-bound [Bb]man 
Christ the [F/C]great and sure ful[Bb/D]fillment  
Of the [Bb]law; in [C]Him we [F]stand  [Bb]       [Dm]      [C]
{eoc}

{c: Verse 3}
Come be[Dm]hold the wondrous [Bb/D]myst'ry 
Christ the [Dm]Lord upon the [C/D]tree 
In the [Dm]stead of [C]ruined [Bb]sinners 
Hangs the Lamb in [C]victor[F]y
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[F/A]See the [Bb]price of our re[F/A]demption
[F]See [C/E]the [Dm]Father's [C]plan un[Bb]fold 
Bringing [F/C]many sons to [Bb/D]glory 
Grace un[Bb]measured, [C]love un[F]told     [Bb]      [Dm]      [C]
{eoc}

{c: Verse 4}
Come be[F]hold the wondrous [Bb/F]myst'ry 
Slain by [F]death the God of [C/F]life 
But no [Dm]grave could [C]e'er re[Bb]strain Him 
Praise the Lord; He [C]is a[F]live!
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[F/A]What a [Bb]foretaste of de[F/A]liverance 
[F]How [C/E]un[Dm]wave[C]ring our [Bb]hope 
Christ in [F/C]power resur[Bb/D]rected 
As we [Bb]will be [C]when He [F]comes
{eoc}

{c: Tag}
{soc}
[F/A]What a [Bb]foretaste of de[F/A]liverance 
[F]How [C/E]un[Dm]wave[C]ring our [Bb]hope 
Christ in [F/C]power resur[Bb/D]rected 
As we [Bb]will be [C]when he [F]comes
{eoc}

{title: The Wonderful Cross}
{key: D}
{tempo: 88}
{time: 4/4}

{c: Verse 1}
[D]When I survey the [G]wondrous [D]cross
On which the [G]Prince of [D]glory [A]died,
[D]My richest gain I [G]count but [D]loss,
And pour con[A]tempt [Bm]on [A]all my [D]pride.

{c: Verse 2}
[D]See from His head, His [G]hands, His [D]feet,
Sorrow and [G]love flow [D]mingled [A]down!
[D]Did e'er such love and [G]sorrow [D]meet,
Or thorns com[A]pose [Bm]so [A]rich a [D]crown?

{c: Chorus}
{soc}
O the [G]wonderful [D/F#]cross O the [G]wonderful [D/F#]cross
Bids me [G]come and die and [D/F#]find that I may [A]truly live
O the [G]wonderful [D/F#]cross O the [G]wonderful [D/F#]cross
All who [G]gather here by [D/F#]grace draw near and [A]bless Your name [D]
{eoc}

{c: Verse 3}
[D]Were the whole realm of [G]nature [D]mine,
That were an [G]offering [D]far too [A]small;
[D]Love so amazing, [G]so di[D]vine,
Demands my [A]soul, [Bm]my [A]life, my [D]all.

{title: Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken}

{c: Intro / Interlude}
[D][ ][G][ ][|][ ][D][ ][Dsus][ ][D][ ][|][ ][A][ ][|][ ][(2x)]

[D]Jesus, [F#m]I my [G]cross have [D]taken, [D]all to [F#m]leave and [G]follow [A]Thee.
[D]Desti[F#m]tute, des[G]pised, for[D]saken, [D]Thou from [F#m]hence my [G]all shall [D]be. [A]
[Bm] Perish every [G]fond am[D]bition[A], [Bm] all I've sought or [G]hoped or [D]known. [A]
[Bm] Yet how rich is [G]my con[D]dition! [Em]God and [D/F#]Heaven are [G]still [A]mine [D]own.

[D]Let the [F#m]world de[G]spise and [D]leave me, [D]they have [F#m]left my [G]Savior, [A]too.
[D]Human [F#m]hearts and [G]looks de[D]ceive me; [D]Thou art [F#m]not, like [G]them, un[D]true. [A]
[Bm] O while Thou shalt [G]smile u[D]pon me[A], [Bm] God of wisdom, [G]love and [D]might,
[Bm]Foes may hate and [G]friends dis[D]own me, [Em]show Thy [D/F#]face and [G]all [A]is [D]bright.

Man may trouble and distress me, 'twill but drive me to Thy breast.
Life with trials hard may press me; heaven will bring me sweeter rest.
Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me while Thy love is left to me;
Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, were that joy unmixed with Thee.

Go, then, earthly fame and treasure! Come, disaster, scorn and pain!
In Thy service, pain is pleasure; with Thy favor, loss is gain.
I have called Thee, "Abba, Father"; I have stayed my heart on Thee:
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, all must work for good to me.

Soul, then know thy full salvation; rise o'er sin, and fear, and care;
Joy to find in every station something still to do or bear:
Think what Spirit dwells within thee; think what Father's smile is thine;
Think that Jesus died to win thee, child of heaven, canst thou repine?

Haste then on from grace to glory, armed by faith, and winged by prayer,
Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide us there.
Soon shall cease thy earthly mission, soon shall pass thy pilgrim days;
Hope soon change to glad fruition, faith to sight, and prayer to praise.