What is that there on yonder hill
Awash with red so deep?
What does it have that draws me near?
What secrets does it keep?
My heart is caught, my eyes are set
Up to that hill I tred
There’s something there, I know not what
But oh, that deep, deep red
I hear the story, I know it’s true
but I do not know the why
A man, they say, but more than a man
went to that hill to die
For me? I ask, but why for me?
What did I e’re do wrong?
And then I heard a still, small voice
Sing out an ancient song
There was no answer I could give
upon that old, old hill
I saw the red, I heard the cries
I know I always will
For me, for me, I hear the song
I weep because it’s true
He came, He loved, He gave his life
For me, and friend, for you.
Upon that hill, that ancient hill
I always want to stay
For there I know my Savior bled
and set me free that day
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