When All of Nature Cried on Calvarys Hill

I climbed up Calvarys Hill
Twas on that fateful day
I rose above the throng
To meditate on His Love for a while

I thought of all His love
For the children in His trust
And of His life he freely gave
For the likes of you and me and us

Crying though she was
She did speak these tender words
The things that I am
I could not change for any man

I tried to comfort her
Ah but she would not be still
And how the rain did fall
As I found my way back down the Redwood Hill