#22148 - THERE IS A GREEN HILL

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

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.

He died that we might be forgiv'n, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to heav'n, Saved by His precious blood.

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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