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.
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.
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.
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 am safely led.
He will keep me till the river
Rolls its waters at my feet,
Then He’ll bare me safely over
Where the loved ones I shall meet.
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.