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On A Hill Far Away Stood An Old Rugged Cross
The Emblem Of Suffering And Shame;
And I Love That Old Cross Where The Dearest And Best
For A World Of Lost Sinners Was Slain
So I'll 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
O 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 I'll 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 That Old Rugged Cross, Stained With Blood So Divine
A Wondrous Beauty I See
For 'Twas On That Old Cross Jesus Suffered And Died
To Pardon And Sanctify Me
So I'll 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 He'll Call Me Some Day To My Home Far Away
Where His Glory Forever I'll Share
So I'll 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
Proverbs 15:4Â Â
A Gentle Tongue Is A Tree Of Life, But Perverseness In It Breaks
The Spirit.
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