Vicky Beeching - Wonder of the cross

Oh precious ^Gsight, ^D/F#my savior ^Gstands Dying fo^G/Br me with outstretche^G/Bd hands Oh precious sigh^Ct, I love to g^D/F#aze ^Em Remembering s^Am7alvatio^D/F#n's day ^Em Rememb^Em7ering^Am7 salvatio^Dn's day ^G

Though my eyes l^Ging^D/F#er on the ^Gscene May passing ^G/Btime and years no^G/Bt steal The pow'r wi^Cth whic^D/F#h it impac^Emts me The freshness o^Am7f its^D/F# myst

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er^Emy The fres^Em7hness of i^Am7ts my^Dst

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May I ^Gnever lose th^D/F#e wonder, the wo^Am7nder of the c^Gross May I ^Emsee it like th^D/F#e first time, standi^Am7ng as a sinner lo^Emst C (M) G/B Undone by mercy and left speechless,

watching wi^Am7de-eyed at the cost^Em May I ^Cnever ^D/F#lose the w^Emonder, the won^Amder of t^D/F#he cross ^G

Behold! The ^GGodman c^D/F#rucif

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ie^Gd The perfect, ^G/Bsinless s^G/Bacrifice! As blood ran^C down th^D/F#ose nails and ^Emwood, histo^Am7ry was spl^D/F#it in tw^Emo Yes, hi^Em7stor

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y ^Am7was split^D in two^G

Behold! The ^Gempty^D/F# wooden tr^Gee! His body^G/B gone!! Alive and^G/B free, we'll sing w^Cith ^D/F#everl^Emasting joy For sin and death ^Am7have been destr^Doyed!! ^Em Em7- Am7 D G Yes, sin and death have been destroyed!