There Is A Green Hill

THERE is a green hill far away,
Without a city wall,
Where the 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 suffer’d there.

He died that we might be forgiven,
He died to make us good,
That we might go at last to heaven,
Sav’d by his precious blood.

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

O dearly, dearly has he lov’d,
And we must love him too,
And trust in his redeeming blood,
And try his works to do.

by Cecil Frances Alexander

Comments (8)

Inspiring and a remarkable poem for every person in every family... just great lessons to learn Melvina! Thanks for sharing it to us. A another 10.
Everyone should take this poem to heart! Never having to say you're sorry...wish I could be that good at things. You've said a lot that needs to be read with happiness. There is no sorrow in these words of your poem! ! A great one! xxElysabeth
I agree everything you said here, Melvina! it's an eye opener on the other side, esp family who prays together..You did it right! you think it well!
If only people could be kinder to each other the world would be a far better place than it is now. Love is the word that we all need to keep in mind as we go through each day. Please and Thank you. Knowing when to help someone and knowing what to say without hurting them is indeed a very wise thing to learn. Great philosophy. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Melvina, I understand your words so well. I try my best not to offend, but sometimes it happens innocently. A word that is misunderstood, taken out of context. I wish your words were easy to adhere to, even though I try we all make mistakes sometimes. As the old saying go, to err is human. Great write my friend. Top marks and thanks for sharing it. David
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