1 Up Calv'ry'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.
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!
2 Father, forgive them! thus did He pray,
E'en while His life-blood flowed fast away;
Praying for sinners while such woe--
No one but Jesus ever loved so. (Chorus)
3 O how I love Him, Savior and Friend,
How can my praises ever find end!
Thro' years unnumbered on heaven's shore,
My tongue shall praise Him forevermore. (Chorus)