A Place Called Calvary



There is a place called Calvary,
Not so very far away,
Where souls in bondage are set free…
As they humbly bow to pray.
No other place in all this world
Compares to this holy ground,
Abundant blessings there unfurl…
As new life in Christ is found.

Many have come to Calvary,
Surrendering heart and soul,
There at the foot of that old tree...
Where lost sinners are made whole.
It’s a real place in history,
And a real place in our hearts,
Where we can bow before our God…
And receive life He imparts.

Every soul who comes to this place,
Heart broken, tattered, and torn,
Receives amazing, saving grace…
As a new creature is born.
Oh, come, my friend, and be made whole,
The Savior will set you free…
You will find healing for your soul…
At A Place Called Calvary.


 “When they were come to a place called Calvary, there they crucified him”
“He was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities:
the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.”
(Lu 23:33; Isa 53: 5)


~ Connie Campbell Bratcher - Aug, 2004 ~



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