Blessed Redeemer by Casting Crowns
Up Calvary’s mountain one dreadful morn Walked Christ my Savior, weary and worn Facing for sinners death on the cross That He might save them from endless loss
Blessed Redeemer, precious Redeemer Seems now I see Him on Calvary’s tree Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading Blind and unheeding,
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