From that dear cross where Jesus died,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing;
From bleeding hands and feet and side,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing.
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing;
Flowing so free for you and for me,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing.
Come, wash the stain of sin away,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing;
Come, while ’tis called salvation’s day,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing.
For every contrite, wounded soul,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing;
Step in just now, and be made whole,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing.
For every weary, aching heart,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing;
A tender healing to impart,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing.
With life and peace upon its tide,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing;
Sweet blessings down the ages glide,
Calv’ry’s stream is flowing.
