Songs

There is a green hill far away

120
				C.M.

1	There is a green hill far away, 
	Without a city wall, 
	Where the dear Lord was crucified, 
	Who died to save us all. 

2	We may not know, we cannot tell, 
	What pains He had to bear, 
	But we believe it was for us 
	He hung and suffered there. 

3	He died that we might be forgiven, 
	He died to make us good, 
	That we might go at last to heaven, 
	Saved by His precious blood. 

4	There was no other good enough 
	To pay the price of sin; 
	He only could unlock the gate 
	Of heaven, and let us in. 

5	Oh, dearly, dearly has He loved! 
	And we must love Him too, 
	And trust in His redeeming blood, 
	And try His works to do.

						C.F. Alexander