At Calvary

1. 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.

2. 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.

3. Now I’ve giv’n to Jesus ev’rything;
Now I gladly own Him as my King;
Now my ransomed soul can only sing
Of Calvary.

4. 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.

William R. Newell, 1868-1956

Free from the law, O happy condition

1. Free from the law, oh, happy condition!
Jesus has bled, and there is remission;
Cursed by the law and bruised by the fall,
Grace has redeemed us once for all.

Once for all, oh, sinner receive it;
Once for all, oh, child, believe it;
Cling to the cross, the burden will fall;
Christ has redeemed us, once for all.

2. Now we are free, there’s no condemnation;
Jesus provides a perfect salvation;
Come unto me, oh, hear his sweet call;
Come, and he saves us, once for all.

3. Children of God! oh, glorious calling!
Surely his grace will keep us from falling,
Passing from death to life at his call;
Blessed salvation, once for all.

Philipp Paul Bliss, 1838-76

Low in the grave He lay, Jesus, my Savior

1. Low in the grave he lay, Jesus my Savior,
waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord!

Up from the grave he arose;
with a mighty triumph o’er his foes;
he arose a victor from the dark domain,
and he lives forever, with his saints to reign.
He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!

2. Vainly they watch his bed, Jesus my Savior,
vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord!

3. Death cannot keep its prey, Jesus my Savior;
he tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord!

Robert Lowry 1826-99