Years I spent in va­ni­ty and pride,
Caring not my Lord was cru­ci­fied,
Knowing not it was for me He died on Cal­va­ry.

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Mercy there was great, and grace was free;
Pardon there was mul­ti­plied to me;
There my bur­dened soul found li­ber­ty at Cal­va­ry.

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.

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Now I’ve giv­en to Je­sus ev­ery­thing,
Now I glad­ly own Him as my king,
Now my rap­tured soul can on­ly sing of Cal­va­ry!

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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!

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