Upon the cross Lord, dying for me,
Hung the blest Lamb of dark Calvary,
Shedding His blood that I might go free,
Giving His all to save even me.
This be my song Lord, Blest be His name,
Why should I be of Jesus ashamed?
Love so eternal, grace flowing free,
All because Jesus suffered for me.
Gone back to Heaven, now to prepare
A home for His loved ones, His riches to share,
Soon He is coming, His own to receive,
Then we shall see Him with all who believe.