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| Years I spent in vanity and pride, 
 
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|  | 1. | Years I spent in vanity and pride, | 
|  |  | Caring not my Lord was crucified, Knowing | 
|  |  | not it was for me He died | 
|  |  | On Calvary. | 
|  |  | Mercy there was great, and grace was free; | 
|  |  | Pardon there was multiplied to me; | 
|  |  | There my burdened soul found liberty, | 
|  |  | At Calvary. | 
|  | 2. | By God's Word at last my sin I learned; | 
|  |  | Then I trembled at the law I'd spurned, | 
|  |  | Till my guilty soul imploring turned | 
|  |  | To Calvary. | 
|  | 3. | Now I've giv'n to Jesus everything, | 
|  |  | Now I gladly own Him as my King, | 
|  |  | Now my raptured soul can only sing | 
|  |  | Of Calvary. | 
|  | 4. | Oh, the love that drew salvation's plan! | 
|  |  | Oh, the grace that brought it down to man! | 
|  |  | Oh, the mighty gulf that God did span | 
|  |  | At Calvary! |