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'll lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it someday for a crown.

To the old rugged cross
I will ever be true,
It's shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He'll call me someday
to my home faraway,
Where His glory forever I'll share.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I'll lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it someday for a crown.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I'll lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it someday for a crown.
I'll exchange it some day for a crown.



GOD Bless
Lourie and Sonya


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