Away on a Lonely Dark Hill

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One day on a bright April morning
As the sun stretched over the sky
Stood a man with his hands tied behind him
Awaiting his sentence to die

The birds hushed their singing at daybreak
For Christ had his place to fulfill
From a lovely bright mansion in Heaven
To away on a lonely dark hill

They made him walk that Calvary
He had to drink the bitter cup
One could hear hammers ring in the stillness
Then the soldiers they lifted him up