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The Old Rugged Cross - BRAD PAISLEY |
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On a hill far away, stood an old rugged Cross The emblem of suffring and shame And I love that old Cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So Ill cherish the old rugged Cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged Cross And exchange it some day for a crown Oh, that old rugged Cross so despised by the world Has a wondrous attraction for me For the dear Lamb of God, left his Glory above To bear it to dark Calvary So Ill cherish the old rugged Cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged Cross And exchange it some day for a crown In the old rugged Cross, staind with blood so divine A wondrous beauty I see For the dear Lamb of God, left his Glory above To pardon and sanctify me So Ill cherish the old rugged Cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged Cross And exchange it some day for a crown To the old rugged Cross, I will ever be true Its shame and reproach gladly bear Then Hell call me some day to my home far away Where his glory forever Ill share So Ill cherish the old rugged Cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged Cross And exchange it some day for a crown |
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