Once a deep dark shadow,
Cast by Calvary's tree,
Fell like midnight darkness
Over you and me.

'Twas the wrath and judgment
That were due to us;
Ours was the dread sentence
Of that awful cross.

Then we saw the glory
Shining from His cross;
Saw how e'en in justice
God forgiveth us.

Christ, the willing victim;
We, the prisoners freed;
Jesus paid the ransom
Meeting all our need.

Yea, of God forsaken
That we might not be:
Scorn, and death, and darkness,
Borne for you and me !

His the love, the labor;
Ours to look, and live.
His the wrath, the sorrow-
What had we to give?

Only sin and weakness,
But He gave His all!
Deeming it great treasure
That we heed His call.

Thanks to God we've heard it!
Thanks to Him we've come!
His be all the glory,
Till we're gathered home!

H. McD.