On A Hill Lone And Grey - The Flame, Ralph Stanley

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

(Hill I see)

It was there on its side

Jesus suffered, yes, he died

To redeem a poor sinner like me Hark, 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

(Hill I see)

It was there on its 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

When a man hoped to die

For the world and for you and for me