Calvary

Look to the hill,
For there was He.
Bearing a cross,
To Calvary.

Roughly jostled,
None let Him be.
Men's wicked triumph,
At Calgary.

Beaten, insulted,
None hearing his plea.
No offer of mercy,
At Calvary.

Darkened the hour,
And unrighteous the decree.
Blinded by unholiness,
At Calvary.

Jesus, our Savior,
Our great love of thee.
Fulfilled that great purpose,
At Calvary.


E.P. 1908 - 1989