| On a hill far away
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| Stood an old rugged cross
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| The emblem of suffering and shame
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| And I love that old cross
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| Where the dearest and best
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| For a world of lost sinners was slain
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| So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross
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| Till my trophies at last I’ll lay down
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| I will cling to the old rugged cross
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| And exchange it some day for a crown
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| When I survey the wondrous cross
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| On which the Prince of glory died
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| My richest gain I count but loss
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| And pour contempt on all my pride
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| O that old rugged cross
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| So despised by the world
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| Has a wondrous attraction for me
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| For the dear Lamb of God left his glory far above
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| To bear it to dark Calvary
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| Repeat Chorus
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| Dou graças mil a meu Jesus
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| O amor provado sobre a cruz
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| Irá suster e conduzir
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| A minha vida no porvir
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| To the old rugged cross I will ever be true
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| Its shame and reproach gladly bear
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| Then he’s gonna call me some day
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| To my home far away
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| Where his glory forever I’ll share
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| Repeat Chorus
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| When I survey the wondrous cross
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| I’ll exchange it someday for a crown
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| Scriptural Reference:
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| «When they came to the place called the Skull, there they crucified him,
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| along with the criminals--one on his right, the other on his left.» |
| Luke 23:33
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| «But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ.
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| «Philippians 3:7 |