1 From Calv'ry's sacred mountain
Where hung the Son of God,
Whilst from His heart's deep fountain
Gush'd forth the crimson flood,
The voice of mercy plighted,
Bids us, in Jesus' name,
Proclaim to the benighted
The Lamb for sinners slain.
2 Come, brethren, whom, anointed
With unction from on high,
The Master has appointed
To preach His kingdom nigh;
We'll haste, o'er mount and river,
Through city, town, and plain,
The ruin'd to deliver
From death and Satan's chain.
3 Soon will our race be ended,
Our journey soon be o'er,
By Jesus' arm defended,
We'll reach fair Canaan's shore,
Where grateful plaudits greet us,
Throughout the heavenly dome,
And blesséd spirits meet us,
to shout us welcome home.
5 There may this congregation
Unite to swell the theme
Of blood-bought, free salvation,
Through faith in Jesus' name:
O Jesus! Rock of Ages!
The God we all adore,
Through earth's bewild'ring stages
Guide us to Canaan's shore!
Source: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #201