1 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 There was no other good enough
to pay the price of sin;
he only could unlock the gate
of heav'n and let us in.

4 O dearly, dearly has he loved,
and we must love him too,
and trust in his redeeming power,
and try his works to do.