|Truth & Praise||# 316|
Up Calv'rys mountain, one dreadful morn,
Walked Christ my Saviour, weary and worn;
Facing for sinners death on the cross,
That He might save them from endless loss.
Blessed 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 life-blood flowed fast away;
Praying for sinners while in such woe-
No one but Jesus ever loved so.
O how I love Him, Saviour and Friend!
How can my praises ever find end!
Thru years unnumbered on heaven's shore,
My tongue shall praise Him forever more.
Song InfoAuthor: Avis B. Christiansen
Composer: Harry Dixon Loes