There is a Hill, which I climb every day
Far from the distractions of this world
A place where I can rest and pray
And find peace and hope for my soul
There is a Hill where heaven and earth
Meet together in a loving embrace
Where the Skull was crushed, and Death
Was conquered for the human race
There is a Hill from which a river flows
A fountain that brings healing to the nations
Flowing with the holy and precious Blood
To rescue those who need salvation
There is a Hill, which you must also climb
To bring, and leave your cares and burdens
Once you reach the top, you shall find
A brand new future, glorious and certain
There is Hill with a beautiful tree
Injured and defiled by three nails
That have opened a fountain of peace
To heal our hearts and make us well
There is a Hill that is calling your name
Open arms waiting to receive you
Wounded hands that will cover your shame
Loving eyes and lips that speak only truth
Some men have climbed Capitol Hill
And a few have reached Mount Everest
But this Hill is by far the very best
For in this Hill love ended the strife
And all that kneel in this Hill
Will find everlasting life
A. G
