On a hill far away..... Stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of suff'ring and shame...
And I love that old cross,
where the dearest and best.... For a
WORLD
of lost sinners was slain.
where the dearest and best.... For a
WORLD
of lost sinners was slain.
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.
'Til my trophies at last I lay down.
I will CLING to the old rugged cross,
and exchange it someday for a crown.
After this morning, I will never hear this song the same... I am forever thankful!
2 comments:
Amen! I agree. Our pastor's Easter series has really made me stop and think anew about the cross and what it means.
Yesterday was truly a time of Praise and Worship to our Mighty God. It was so awesome!
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