There is a Green Hill Far Away
Cecil Frances Humphreys Alexander, 1848
|There is a green hill far away,|
Outside a city wall,
Where the dear Lord was crucified,
Who died to save us all.
O dearly, dearly, has He loved,
And we must love Him, too,
And trust in His redeeming blood,
And try His works to do.
2. We may not know, we cannot tell,
|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
5. O dearly, dearly has He loved,