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WHEN I SURVEY THE 
WONDROUS CROSS
D                                 G             D
When I survey the wondrous cross
                          G              D    A7
On which the Prince of glory died
D                            G    D   Bm
My richest gain I count but loss
G                      D           Em      D
And pour contempt on all my pride

See, from His head, His hands, His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did ever such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown

Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were a present far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all