C9599 There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all.
Oh dearly, dearly has he loved, And we must love him too, And trust in his redeeming blood, And try his works to do.
C9602 "Lord, we are able," Our spirits are thine. Remold them, make us, Like thee, divine. Thy guiding radiance Above us shall be A beacon to God To love and loyalty.