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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 |
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So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
'Til my trophies at last I lay down. I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it someday for a crown. |
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God Bless You With A Wonderful Easter |