1
Many thoughts stir my heart as I ponder alone;
Many places attract me with charms all their own;
But the thought of all thoughts is of Christ crucified,
The place of all places, the hill where He died.
2
’Tis the end of my sin and the source of all grace;
’Tis the word of God’s love to a prodigal race;
’Tis the greatest, the grandest gift God could impart,
Surpassing my reason, but winning my heart.
3
For the sake of the Christ and the love of His cross
I have yielded my all and not reckoned it loss;
There’s a place in my heart which the Savior must fill;
No other can take it, and none ever will.

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