AT CALVARY
Years I spend in Vanity and pride,
Caring not my Lord was crucified,
Knowing not it was for me He died on Calvary.
By God's Word at last my sin I learned;
Then I trembled at the law I'd spurned,
Till my guilty soul imploring turned to Calvary.
Now I've given to Jesus everything;
Now I gladly own Him as my King;
Now my raptured soul can only sing of Calvary
Oh, the love the drew salvation's plan!
Oh, the grace that brought it down to man!
Oh, the might gulf that god did span, at Calvary!
Refrain:
Mercy there was great, and grace was free;
Pardon there was multiplied to me;
There my burdened soul found liberty, at Calvary.
William P. Newell (1868-1956)
Post je objavljen 01.09.2006. u 21:43 sati.