At Calvary

 
Years I spent in vanity and pride,
Caring not my Lord was crucified;
Knowing not it was for me He died
On Calvary.
Mercy there was great, and grace was free;
Pardon there was multiplied to me;
There my burdened soul found liberty
At 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.
Oh! the love that drew salvation’s plan;
Oh! the grace that brought it down to man;
Oh! the mighty gulf that God did span
At Calvary!