I would like to invite you to spend quiet time before this old rugged cross.
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.
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.
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