There's a hill lone and grey in a land far away
In a country beyond the blue sea
Where beneath that fair sky, went a man forth to die
For the world and for you and for me
Oh, it bowed down my heart and the teardrops will start
When in memory all the grey hill I see
For 'twas there on its side Jesus suffered and died
To redeem a poor sinner like me
Behold, faint on the road, 'neath the world's heavy load
Comes a thorn-crowned man on the way
With a cross, he is bowed, but still on through the crowd
He's ascending that hill lone and grey
Hark, I hear the dull blow of the hammer swung low
They are nailin' my Lord to the tree
And the cross they upraise while the multitude gaze
On the best Lamb of dark Calvary
Oh, it bowed down my heart and the teardrops will start
When in memory all the grey hill I see
For 'twas there on its side Jesus suffered and died
To redeem a poor sinner like me
How they mocked him in death to his last laboring breath
While His friends sadly wept o'er the way
But though lonely and faint, still no word of complaint
Fell from Him on that hillock of grey
Then a darkness come down and the rocks went around
And a cry pierced the sad-laden air
'Twas the voice of our King, who received death's dark sting
All to save us from endless despair
Let the sun hide its face, let the earth reel in space
Over men who their Savior have slain
But, behold, from the sod comes the blessed Lamb of God
Who was slain, but is risen again
Oh, it bowed down my heart and the teardrops will start
When in memory all the grey hill I see
For 'twas there on its side Jesus suffered and died
To redeem a poor sinner like me