Let Me Dwell on Golgotha

It is good to be here by John Newton


 * Let me dwell on Golgotha,
 * Weep and love my life away!
 * While I see Him on the tree
 * Weep and bleed, and die for me!


 * That dear blood, for sinners spilt,
 * Shows my sin in all its guilt:
 * Ah, my soul, He bore thy load,
 * Thou hast slain the Lamb of God.


 * Hark! His dying words; “Forgive,
 * Father, let the sinner live;
 * Sinner, wipe thy tears away,
 * I thy ransom freely pay.”


 * While I hear this grace revealed,
 * And obtain a pardon sealed;
 * All my lost affections move,
 * Wakened by the force of love.


 * Farewell world, thy gold is dross,
 * Now I see the bleeding cross;
 * Jesus died to set me free
 * From the law, and sin, and thee!


 * He has dearly bought my soul
 * Lord, accept, and claim the whole!
 * To Thy will I all resign,
 * Now, no more my own, but Thine.