Blessed Redeemer

Up Calv'ry'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.

Chorus:
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!

Father forgive them! Thus did He pray,
e'en while His lifeblood flowed fast away;
Praying for sinners while in such woe,
no one but Jesus ever loved so.

O how I love Him, Saviour and Friend,
how can my praises ever find end!
Through years unnumbered on Heaven's shore,
my tongue shall praise Him for evermore.