Calvary’s Hill

Once there was a place of shame
And the very mention of that name
Brought fear and despair to the soul
People came from everywhere
To see condemned ones hanging there
The ground turned to crimson red
As death would unfold

Then one day upon that lonely hill
Stood a cross holding love fulfilled
But the mob didn't sense a special thing
And though the sky had turned to grey
This was Calvary's crowning day
The shame was taken all away
For the cross held the King

Calvary, Calvary
Oh, what love was shown to me
Jesus died, crucified
On a hill called Calvary

Kings lay down their crowns there
When they see the crown He wears
And the blood flowing down His Holy face
Such love again I'll never see
That God would give His Son for me
But love held Jesus to that tree
By those precious nails of grace

Calvary, Calvary
Oh, what love was shown to me
Jesus died, crucified
On a hill called Calvary

The King gave His life there
But I know I should have died there
On a hill called Calvary