Oh, Calvary
VI. Jesus walked miles around, to preach the word in every town. Some believed
and some just walked away. Some were saved and some were lost, but Jesus paid the
biggest cost. Up there on the cross He suffered and died.
CH. Oh Calvary! You mean so much to me. Why’d you take a man like Jesus, in my
place? I deserved the pain that He didn’t have to feel, oh Calvary! Oh Calvary!
VII. On the cross as He died. A thief said “I believe”. He said “you’ll be with Me in
paradise” He closed His eyes as he took his last breath the earth shook then everyone knew
the Lord.
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