Crooked Still
Crooked Still - Calvary lyrics
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There's a hill lone and grey In a land far away, In a country beyond the blue sea; Where beneath that fair 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 will start, When in memory all the grey hill I see; For 'twas there on its side Jesus suffered and died, To redeem a poor sinner like me. Behold, faint on the road, 'Neath the world's heavy load, Comes a thorn-crowned man on the way; With a cross, he is bowed, But still on through the crowd, He's ascending that hill lone and grey. Hark, I hear the dull blow Of the hammer swung low; They are nailing my Lord to the tree And the cross they up-raise While the multitude gaze On the blessed Lamb of dark Calvary. Oh, it bowed down my heart And the teardrops will start, When in memory all the grey hill I see; For 'twas there on its side Jesus suffered and died, To redeem a poor sinner like me. How they mocked him in death To his last dying breath, While His friends sadly wept o'er the way. But though lonely and faint, Still no word of complaint Fell from Him on that hillock of grey. Then a darkness come down And the rocks went around, And a cry pierced the sad-laden air; 'Twas the voice of our King, Who received death's dark sting, All to save us from endless despair. Oh, it bowed down my heart And the teardrops will start, When in memory all the grey hill I see; For 'twas there on its side Jesus suffered and died, To redeem a poor sinner like me. Oh, it bowed down my heart And the teardrops will start, When in memory all the grey hill I see; For 'twas there on its side Jesus suffered and died, To redeem a poor sinner like me. Oh, it bowed down my heart And the teardrops will start, When in memory all the grey hill I see; For 'twas there on its side Jesus suffered and died, To redeem a poor sinner like me.