O soul
from Calv’ry’s cross
A voice is calling thee
The voice of Him who died
To make you free.
He gave His life for thee
He gave His life for me
And still in patient love
He pleads now with thee.
They nailed Him to the cross
With thorns they pierced His brow
O come in faith alone
And trust Him now.
’Tis done
My work is o’er;
O hear His bitter cry
That shook the trembling earth
And rent the sky.
He died
but lives again;
O blessèd truth divine!
Thro’ Him eternal joy
May yet be thine!
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