English Hymns

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. Chorus: 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 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? Thro' years unnumbered on heaven's shore, My tongue shall praise Him forevermore.