Good Friday Hymns

Hymn 1

There is a green hill far away,

Without a city wall,

Where the dear Lord was crucified

Who died to save us all.

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.

Hymn 2

When I survey the wondrous Cross,

On which the Prince of glory died,

My richest gain I count but loss

And pour contempt on all my pride.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were a present far too small;

Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.