Blessèd Calvary

I look at the cross up­on Cal­va­ry

And oh

what a won­der di­vine

To think of the wealth it holds for me—

The rich­es of Heav­en are mine.

Blessèd Cal­va­ry! Pre­cious Cal­va­ry!

’Neath thy sha­dow I’ll ev­er abide.

Blessèd Cal­va­ry! Pre­cious Cal­va­ry!

’Twas there Je­sus suf­fered and died.

I find at the cross bless­èd vic­to­ry

And grace for each step of my way.

The fount of God’s love is flow­ing free

And sweet­er it grows day by day.

The cross is my hope for eter­ni­ty

No mer­it have I of my own;

The shed blood of Christ my on­ly plea—

My trust is in Je­sus alone.