Blessed Redeemer

Up Calvary’s mountain one dreadful morn,
Walked Christ my Saviour, weary and worn;
Facing for sinner’s death on the cross,
That He might save them from endless loss.

Blessed Redeemer! (Blessed Redeemer!)
Precious Redeemer! (Precious Redeemer!)
Seems now I see Him on Calvary’s tree;
Wounded and bleeding, (wounded and bleeding,)
For sinners pleading—
Blind and unheeding— dying for me!

“Father, forgive them!” thus did He pray,
E’en while His life-blood flowed fast-way;
Praying for sinners while in such woe—
No one but Jesus ever loved so.

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O how I love Him, Saviour and Friend,
How can my praises ever find end!
Thro’ years unnumbered on heaven’s shore,
My tongue shall praise Him forevermore.

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