GRH 131 Blessed Redeemer

(1)
Up Calvary’s mountain one dreadful morn,
Walked Christ my Saviour weary and worn;
Facing for sinners death on the cross,
That He might save them from endless loss.
Blessed Redeemer! precious Redeemer!
Seems now I see Him on Calvary’s tree;
Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading
Blind and unheeding dying for me!

(2)
‘Father, forgive them!’ thus did He pray,
E’en while His life blood flowed fast away;
Praying for sinners while in such woe
No one but Jesus ever loved so.
Blessed Redeemer! precious Redeemer!
Seems now I see Him on Calvary’s tree;
Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading
Blind and unheeding dying for me!

(3)
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.
Blessed Redeemer! precious Redeemer!
Seems now I see Him on Calvary’s tree;
Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading
Blind and unheeding dying for me!