159. There is a green hill far away
C.M.
Horsley:
William Horsley, 1844
Meditation:
John M. Gower, 1890
Cecil Frances Alexander, 1848
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There is a green hill far away,
Without a city wall,
Where the dear Lord was crucified
Who died to save us all.
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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.
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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.
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There was no other good enough
To pay the price of sin,
He only could unlock the gate
Of heaven, and let us in.
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O dearly, dearly has he loved!
And we must love him too,
And trust in his redeeming blood,
And try his works to do.
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