First Line: I will sing the wondrous story,

I will sing the wondrous story
Of the Christ who died for me ;
How He left His home in glory,
For the cross on Calvary.

Yes, I'll sing . . . the wondrous sto - - - ry
Of the Christ . . . who died for me ; . . .
Sing it with . . . the saints in glo - - - ry,
Gathered by . . . the crystal sea. . . .

2 I was lost ; but Jesus found me —
Found the sheep that went astray ;
Threw His loving arms around me,
Drew me back into His way.

3 I was bruised : but Jesus healed me —
Faint was I from many a fall ;
Sight was gone, and fears possessed me :
But He freed me from them all.

4 Days of darkness still come o'er me ;
Sorrow's paths I often tread ;
But the Saviour still is with me,
By His hand I'm safely led.

5 He will keep me till the river
Rolls its waters at my feet ;
Then He'll bear me safely over,
Where the loved ones I shall meet.