On A Hill Lone And Gray

Mother Maybelle, Helen, June: On a hill lone and gray in a land far away
In a country beyond the blue sea (the blue sea)
Where beneath that far 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 did start
When in memory that great hill I see (hill I see)
It was there on His side, Jesus suffered, yes, He died
To redeem a poor sinner like me

Shout aloud then, my soul, let the glad tidings roll
From the land to the end of the sea (of the sea)
Where beneath that far sky went a Man forth to die
For the world and for you and for me

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