| If you measure the gain, better count the cost
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| 'cause the ground is level at the foot of the cross
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| Take heart my brothers, in the world you’re lost
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| But the ground is level at the foot of the cross
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| You can judge your brother by his fortune’s size
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| But we’re all the same in the good Lord’s eyes
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| You can judge your sister by the deeds she’s done
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| But we’re judged in Heaven by the carpenter’s son
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| If you measure the gain, better count the cost
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| 'cause the ground is level at the foot of the cross
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| Why gain the world if your soul’s been lost?
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| Cause the ground is level at the foot of the cross
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| Rich man, poor man, they all fade away
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| But they’ll all be together on the judgment day
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| The Poor man’s sittin' at the Lord’s right hand
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| Just rockin' in the bosom of Abraham
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| There stood the sinner and the Pharisee
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| A-prayin' in the temple on the bended knee
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| One begged for mercy, to the Lord he cried
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| And he met his savior on the other side
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| You must enter heaven as a humble man
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| Cast away your burdens, take him by the hand
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| By the grace of Jesus and his holy blood
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| All sins are washed in the mighty flood |