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 There is a green hill far away,
 Without a city wall,
  Where the dear Lord was crucified
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 There is a green hill far away,
 Without a city wall,
  Where the dear Lord was crucified
   Who died to save us all. 
 In every pang that rends the heart
 The Man of Sorrows had a part.  
 In every pang that rends the heart
 The Man of Sorrows had a part. 
Every pang that rends the heart.
Every pang that rends the heart.
 Thou hast conquered, O Galilaean.
 [Lat., Vicisti, Galloloae.]  
 Thou hast conquered, O Galilaean.
 [Lat., Vicisti, Galloloae.] 
 Therefore, friends,
 As far as to the sepulchre of Christ--
  Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross
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 Therefore, friends,
 As far as to the sepulchre of Christ--
  Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross
   We are impressed and engaged to fight--
    Fourthwith a power of English shall we levy,
     Whose arms were moulded in their mother's womb
      To chase these pagans in those holy fields
       Over whose acres walked those blessed feet
        Which fourteen hundred years ago were nailed
         For our advantage on the bitter cross. 
 Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ 
within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me.  
 Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ 
within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me. 
 Hail, O bleeding Head and wounded,
 With a crown of thorns surrounded,
  Buffeted, and bruised and battered,
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 Hail, O bleeding Head and wounded,
 With a crown of thorns surrounded,
  Buffeted, and bruised and battered,
   Smote with reed by striking shattered,
    Face with spittle vilely smeared!
     Hail, whose visage sweet and comely,
      Marred by fouling stains and homely,
       Changed as to its blooming color,
        All now turned to deathly pallor,
         Making heavenly hosts affeared! 
 God never gave man a thing to do concerning which it were 
irreverent to ponder how the Son of read more 
 God never gave man a thing to do concerning which it were 
irreverent to ponder how the Son of God would have done it. 
 His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
 As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.  
 His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
 As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.