I look at the cross upon Calvary,
And oh, what a wonder divine,
To think of the wealth it holds for me—
The riches of Heaven are mine.
Blessèd Calvary! Precious
’Neath thy shadow I’ll ever abide.
Blessèd Calvary! Precious Calvary!
’Twas there Jesus suffered and died.
I find at the cross blessèd victory,
And grace for each step of my way.
To the fount of God’s love is flowing free,
And sweeter it grows day by day.
The cross is my hope for eternity,
No merit have I of my own;
The shed blood of Christ my only plea—
My trust is in Jesus alone.