Words: Francis H. Rowley
Music: Rowland Hugh Prichard
I will sing the wondrous story, of the Christ who died for me,
how he left the realms of glory for the cross of Calvary.
Yes, I'll sing the wondrous story of the Christ who died for me,
Sing it with the saints in glory, gathered by the crystal sea.
I was lost: but Jesus found me, found the sheep that went astray,
raised me up and gently led me back into the narrow way.
Faint was I, and fears possessed me, bruised was I from many a fall,
hope was gone, and shame distressed me: but his love has pardoned all.
Days of darkness still may meet me, sorrow's path I oft may tread;
but his presence still is with me, by his guiding hand I'm led.
Arrangement © 2018 Philip Percival & Alanna Glover
Emu Music Australia Inc.