1. On Calvary’s brow my Saviour died,
‘Twas there my Lord was crucified;
‘Twas on the cross he bled for me,
And purchased there my pardon free.
Refrain:
O Calvary, dark Calvary,
Where Jesus shed his blood for me.
O Calvary, dark Calvary:
Speak to my heart of Calvary.
2. ‘Mid rending rocks and darkening skies,
My Saviour bows his head and dies;
The opening veil reveals the way
To Heaven’s joys and endless day.
3. O Jesus, Lord, how can it be
That thou shouldst give thy life for me,
To bear the cross and agony
In that dread hour on Calvary?
Once in royal David’s city
stood a lowly cattle shed,
where a mother laid her baby
in a manger for his bed:
Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ her little child.
He came down to earth from heaven,
who is God and Lord of all,
and his shelter was a stable,
and his cradle was a stall;
with the poor, the scorned, the lowly,
lived on earth our Savior holy.
And, through all his wondrous childhood,
he would honor and obey,
love and watch the lowly maiden
in whose gentle arms he lay:
Christian children all must be
mild, obedient, good as he.
For he is our childhood’s pattern,
day by day like us he grew;
he was little, weak and helpless,
tears and smiles like us he knew.
and he feeleth for our sadness,
and he shareth in our gladness.
And our eyes at last shall see him,
through his own redeeming love;
for that Child who seemed so helpless
is our Lord in heaven above;
and he leads his children on
to the place where he is gone.
Not in that poor lowly stable,
with the oxen standing round,
we shall see him; but in heaven,
set at God’s right hand on high;
when like stars his children crowned,
all in white shall wait around.
Once it was the blessing, Now it is the Lord;
Once it was the feeling, Now it is His Word;
Once His gift I wanted, Now, the Giver own;
Once I sought for healing, Now Himself alone.
Refrain
All in all forever, Only Christ I’ll sing;
Everything is in Christ, And Christ is everything.
Once ’twas painful trying, Now ’tis perfect trust;
Once a half salvation, Now the uttermost;
Once ’twas ceaseless holding, Now He holds me fast;
Once ’twas constant drifting, Now my anchor’s cast.
Once ’twas busy planning, Now ’tis trustful prayer;
Once ’twas anxious caring, Now He has the care;
Once ’twas what I wanted, Now what Jesus says;
Once ’twas constant asking, Now ’tis ceaseless praise.
Once it was my working, His it hence shall be;
Once I tried to use Him, Now He uses me;
Once the pow’r I wanted, Now the Mighty One;
Once for self I labored, Now for Him alone.
Once I hoped in Jesus, Now I know He’s mine;
Once my lamps were dying, Now they brightly shine;
Once for death I waited, Now His coming hail;
And my hopes are anchored Safe within the veil.