THE GREEN HILL FAR AWAY THERE is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, He hung and suffered there. He died that we might be forgiven, O, dearly, dearly has he loved, For there's a green hill far away, Where the dear Lord was crucified, CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER JOSEPH ADDISON (Milston, Wiltshire, England, May 1, 1672 — London, June 17, 1719), one of the greatest of all writers of English prose, was the author of five hymns, all of which have been considered worthy a place in the permanent songs of worship of the church. This hymn is said to have been composed on returning from a perilous voyage on the Mediterranean in the year 1700, but it was not published until twelve years later, when it appeared in "The Spectator" as part of an essay on the subject of "The Sea." THE TRAVELER'S HYMN How are thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defence! Their help, omnipotence. In foreign realms, and lands remote, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, When by the dreadful tempest borne They know thou art not slow to hear, The storm is laid, the winds retire, The sea, that roars at thy command, In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, And death, when death shall be our lot, D ADDISON JOSEPH [25] THE Rev. Edward Hayes Plumptre, D.D. (London, Aug. 6, 1821 Wells, Feb. I, 1891), belongs to the school of modern hymn writers, his songs dealing with the living and the active. He was famed not only as a graceful preacher, but also as a writer of many books. This hymn was written in 1865, for the Choir Festival of Peterborough Cathedral. It is the most popular of all Dr. Plumptre's hymns. THE WARRIOR'S SONG REJOICE, ye pure ye pure in heart! Rejoice, give thanks, and sing! Your glorious banner wave on high, The cross of Christ your King! Still lift your standard high! As warriors, through the darkness toil, At last the march shall end; The pilgrims find their Father's house, Then on, ye pure in heart! Rejoice, give thanks, and sing! Your glorious banner wave on high, The cross of Christ your King! EDWARD HAYES PLUMPTRE |