Crimson Hill (Good Friday)

[Verse 1] Up the crimson hill He walked Bearing wood and bearing shame Not a word of anger spoken Love was written in His name [Chorus] On that crimson hill He gave His life for me On that crimson hill His wounds have set me free [Verse 2] Thorns were pressed upon His brow Nails were driven through His hands Yet He prayed for those who hurt Him Mercy no one understands [Bridge] It is finished, He has paid Every debt is rolled away It is finished, love has won Praise the Father's only Son [Chorus] On that crimson hill He gave His life for me On that crimson hill His wounds have set me free