Why when I think of Calvary do I waiver in what I feel?
I should be clear as I know it to be the path to heaven so real
But how my heart does flutter and ache when I think how He walked that street
To Calvary’s cross for me alone, oh how bitter,how sweet
I did not know when I thought those thoughts, or did those deeds so vile
That He alone would pay the price as he walked that lonesome mile
It’s not so bad, I told myself: others are much worse than me
And I watched from afar as His blood flowed; still my wicked heart did not see
So on that morn as I knelt to pray, as I had done many times before
To my great surprise my eyes opened wide and I fell to my face on the floor
As the tears did flow He helped me to know, that His blood was all about me.
My wicked heart had caused Him to go up Golgotha’s hill to be
My sacrifice, my way home, the cleansing blood that flowed
The agony of that bitter walk for me and me alone
He has purchased for me in Gods heaven above right there by the crystal sea
A mansion, a harp, a place in His heart, and forever with Him I shall be.
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