Up Calvary's Mountain

Up Calvary's mountain, one dreadful morn,

Walked Christ my Savior, weary and worn;

Facing for sinners death on the cross,

That He might save them from endless loss.


Blessèd Redeemer! Precious Redeemer!

Seems now I see Him on Calvary's tree;

Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading,

Blind and unheeding-dying for me!

"Father forgive them!" thus did He pray,

E'en while His lifeblood flowed fast away;

Praying for sinners while in such woe

No one but Jesus ever loved so.


O how I love Him, Savior and Friend,

How can my praises ever find end!

Through years unnumbered on Heaven's shore,

My tongue shall praise Him forevermore.






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