behold the wood

behold

behold the wood of the cross

on which is hung our salvation

come

let us adore

unless a grain of wheat shall fall

upon the ground and die

it shall remain but a single grain

and not give life

behold

behold the wood of the cross

on which is hung our salvation

come

let us adore

and when my hour of glory comes

as all was meant to be

you will see me lifted up

upon a tree

behold

behold the wood of the cross

on which is hung our salvation

come

let us adore