verse 1 Up Calvary'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 My blessed Redeemer! My precious Redeemer! Seems now I see Him on Calvary's tree; He's wounded and bleeding, for sinners He's pleading, Blind and unheeding, He's dying for me, He's dying for me.
verse 2 O how I love Him, Savior and Friend, How can my praises ever find end! Through years unnumbered on heaven's shore, My tongue will praise Him forevermore.
