Upon the hill on Calvary, He came from Heaven's throne. Our fallenness and mercy meet Where blood and water flow. What grace divine what selflessness, That Christ would bear the weight. Our proof is scarred on hands that bled That we were worth every nail. And all the praise and glory to God, We sing Hallelujah sing Hallelujah. For the King has carried the cross, He is risen from the grave. Beyond the tomb to holy skies He rose in victory. And bridged for us the great divide, His life is our liberty. It's Your love, It's Your love, It's Your love That has saved me. It's Your blood, It's Your blood, It's Your blood That has claimed me.