When I Survey The Wondrous Cross

Verse 1

F
When I 
C
sur
F
vey the
D/F#
 
Gm
won
C
drous 
F
cross
F
On which the 
Bb/F
Prince 
F
of 
F/A
glo
F
ry 
C
died,
F
My rich
C
est 
F
gain I
D/F#
 
Gm
count 
C
but 
F
loss,
F
And pour con
C
tempt 
Dm
on 
Bb
all 
C
my 
F
pride.

Verse 2

F
Forbid 
C
it, 
F
Lord, that
D/F#
 
Gm
C
should 
F
boast,
F
Save in the 
Bb/F
death 
F
of 
F/A
Christ, 
F
my 
C
God.
F
All the 
C
vain 
F
things that
D/F#
 
Gm
charm 
C
me 
F
most,
F
I sacri
C
fice 
Dm
them 
Bb
to 
C
His 
F
blood.

Verse 3

F
See from 
C
His 
F
head, His
D/F#
 
Gm
hands, 
C
His 
F
feet,
F
Sorrow and 
Bb/F
love 
F
flow 
F/A
min
F
gled 
C
down.
F
Did ever 
C
such 
F
love and
D/F#
 
Gm
sor
C
row 
F
meet,
F
Or thorns com
C
pose 
Dm
so 
Bb
rich 
C
F
crown?

Verse 5

F
Were the 
C
whole 
F
realm of 
D/F#
 
Gm
na
C
ture 
F
mine,
F
That were a 
Bb/F
pre
F
sent 
F/A
far 
F
too 
C
small.
F
Love so 
C
a
F
mazing,
D/F#
 
Gm
so 
C
di
F
vine,
F
Demands my 
C
soul, 
Dm
my 
Bb
life, 
C
my 
F
all!

Footnotes

Alternate phrasing in Verse 4:
"That were an offering far too small"