Everywhere that a great soul gives utterance to its thoughts, there also is a Golgotha.
Jesus was the victim of capital punishment.
Let it simply be said that we know more about the details of the hours immediately before and the actual death of Jesus, in and near Jerusalem, than we know about the death of any other one man in all the ancient world.
There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all.
It's not the Jews that killed Christ. It was a political situation, and it was the Romans who killed Jesus. They put Jesus on the cross, not the Jews.
Christ's crucifixion was on a hill, by a road, where everybody who passed by could not only see his pain, but also his shame. It was not done in a shadow, hidden away somewhere.
Here is your cross, Your nails and your hill; And here is your love, That lists where it will
