Up Cal-v?ry?s moun-tain, one dread-ful morn,
Walked Christ my Sav-ior, wea-ry and worn;
Fac-ing for sin-ners death on the cross,
That He might save them from end-less loss.
Bless-ed Re-deem-er, pre-cious Re-deem-er!
Seems now I see Him on Cal-va-ry?s tree,
Wound-ed and bleed-ing, for sin-ners plead-ing-
Blind and un-heed-ing, dy-ing for me.
Verse: 2
?Fa-ther for-give them!? thus He did pray
E?en while His life-blood flowed fast a-way;
Pray-ing for sin-ners while in such woe-
No one but Je-sus ev-er loved so.
Bless-ed Re-deem-er, pre-cious Re-deem-er!
Seems now I see Him on Cal-va-ry?s tree,
Wound-ed and bleed-ing, for sin-ners plead-ing-
Blind and un-heed-ing, dy-ing for me.
Verse: 3
O how I love Him, Sav-ior and Friend!
How can my prais-es ev-er find end?
Thru years un-num-bered on heaven?s shore,
My tongue shall praise Him for-ev-er more.
Bless-ed Re-deem-er, pre-cious Re-deem-er!
Seems now I see Him on Cal-va-ry?s tree,
Wound-ed and bleed-ing, for sin-ners plead-ing-
Blind and un-heed-ing, dy-ing for me.