There is a dear and hallowed spot

1There is a dear and hallowed spot, Oft present to my eye;
By saints it ne'er can be forgot— That place is Calvary.

2O, what a scene was there displayed, Of love and agony,
When our Redeemer bowed his head, And died on Calvary.

3When hanging under guilt's dread load, Unto the cross I'll fly,
And find the merits of the blood That flowed at Calvary.

4Whene'er I feel temptation's power, On Jesus I'll rely;
And in the sharp, conflicting hour, Repair to Calvary.