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��Cecil Fuan-ces Alexander (1S23-180S;.
THERE is a green liill far away, Without a city wall, Wher6 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.
��He died that we might be forgiven, He died to make us good,
That we might go at last to heaven, Saved by his precious blood.
��There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin ;
He only could unlock the gate Of heaven, and let us in.
��Oh, dearly, dearly has he loved. And we must love him too,
And trust in his redeeming blood. And try his works to do.
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