C. F. Alexander (92/413) -- Hymns and Spiritual Songs

C. F. Alexander THERE is a green hill far away, Outside 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 O dearly, dearly has He loved, And we must love Him too, And trust in His redeeming blood, And try His works to do.