From the mountain of rugged Calvary
To the heights of Olivet,
Christ ascended to God in victory,
After paying our awesome debt.

He calls us to our Calvary
to taste the bitter gall,
But does not leave us nor forget;
Without Him we would fall.

He brought us to sweet Olivet
With strong and loving hand,
His grace kept us as we met
With trials in the land.

Sweet Olivet is our secret place
Where faith defies dismay,
And humble heats receives His grace:
To seek the upward way.

On hilltop high sweet Olivet
Holds high the rugged cross,
Compelling us to love and forgive;
That none may suffer loss.

Sweet Olivet, you bring us peace
Amid the raging strife,
In fellowship, our sorrows cease;
Through love we find new life.

At Olivet, we’ll watch and wait
Until we hear His call,
And march into Jerusalem’s gate;
To crown Him Lord of all