Old Rugged Cross-THE INSYDERZ

On a hill far away Stood an old rugged cross The emblem of sufferin’ and shame And I love that old cross Where the dearest and best For world of sinner was slain In the old rugged cross Stained with blood so divine A wondrous beauty I see It was on that old rugged cross Jesus suffered and died To pardon and sanctify me So I cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange someday for a crown. [[Category:The Insyderz]]

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