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<h2>THERE’S A HILL LONE AND GREY</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“I will ransom them from the power of the grave; I will redeem them from death.” Hosea 13:14</h3></p>
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<p><em>Words:</em> R. Carradine.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> John B. Bryant </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_l_o_lonegrey.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>There’s a hill lone and grey, in a land far away,<br>
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In a country beyond the blue sea,<br>
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Where beneath that fair sky went a Man forth to die<br>
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For the world and for you and for me.
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p class="refrain">Oh, it bows down my heart<br>
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And the teardrops will start,<br>
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When in mem’ry that grey hill I see.<br>
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For ’twas there on its side, Jesus suffered and died<br>
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To redeem a poor sinner like me.</p>
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<p>Behold! faint on the road, ’neath a world’s heavy load,<br>
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Comes a thorn crownèd Man on the way,<br>
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With a cross He is bowed, but still on through the crowd<br>
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He’s ascending that hill lone and grey.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>Hark! I hear the dull blow of the hammer swung low;<br>
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They are nailing my Lord to the tree,<br>
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And the cross they upraised while the multitude gaze<br>
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On the blest Lamb of dark Calvary.</p>
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<p>How they mock Him in death, to His last lab’ring breath,<br>
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While His friends sadly weep o’er the way;<br>
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But though lonely and faint, still no word of complaint<br>
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Fell from Him on the hill lone and grey.</p>
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<p>Then the darkness came down and the rocks rent around,<br>
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And a cry pierced the grief laden air;<br>
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’Twas the voice of our King Who received death’s dark sting,<br>
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All to save us from endless despair.</p>
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<p>Let the sun hide its face, let the earth reel apace,<br>
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Over men who their Savior have slain;<br>
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But behold from the sod, comes the blest Lamb of God,<br>
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Who was slain and is risen again.</p>
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