Behold the Wood Lyrics

Behold,
Behold the wood of the cross,
On which on hung our salvation.
O 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 on hung our salvation.
O come, let us adore.

And when my hour of glory comes
As all was meant to be,
You shall see me lifted up upon a tree.

Behold,
Behold the wood of the cross,
On which on hung our salvation.
O come, let us adore.