اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
On a hill lone and gray
In a land far away
In a country beyond the blue sea
Where beneath that far sky
Went a man for to die
For the world and for you and for me
Oh it bows down my heart
And the tear drops do start
When in memory that gray hill I see
It was there on its side
Jesus suffered yes he died
To redeem a poor sinner like me
Oft I hear the dull blow
Of the hammer swung low
They are nailing my lord to the tree
With the cross he upraised
While the multitude gazed
He ascended that hill lone and gray
Oh it bows down my heart
And the tear drops do start
When in memory that gray hill I see
It was there on its side
Jesus suffered yes he died
To redeem a poor sinner like me
Shout aloud to them I'm told
Let the glad tidings roll
From the land to the end of the sea
Where beneath that far sky
Went a man for to die
For the world and for you and for me
