Scripture Verse

He humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross. Philippians 2:8


Isaac H. Meredith (1872–1962)

Words: Vir­gin­ia W. Moy­er, in The Peace­mak­er, ed­it­ed by Win­field S. Weed­en & George Bea­ver­son (New York: Wee­den & Van DeVen­ter, 1894), num­ber 151.

Music: Is­aac H. Me­re­dith (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Moy­er (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Oh, how dark the night
That wrapped my spi­rit round!
Oh, how deep the woe my Sav­ior found
When He walked across the wa­ters of my soul,
Bade my night dis­perse and made me whole.


All the way to Cal­va­ry He went for me,
He went for me, He went for me;
All the way to Cal­va­ry He went for me,
He died to set me free.

Tremblingly a sin­ner bowed be­fore His face,
Naught I knew of par­don, God’s free grace;
Heard a voice so melt­ing, Cease thy wild re­gret,
Jesus bought thy par­don, paid thy debt.


Oh, ’twas won­drous love
The Sav­ior showed for me,
When He left His throne for Cal­va­ry,
When He trod the wine press, trod it all alone,
Praise His name for­ev­er, make it known.