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Under the southern cross. I am just a stranger in a strange land. Shadow beneath the stars. . Though I have seen this cross. I am just a whisper in the strange land. . Endless waves of souls
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Burning inside. I cross myself it doesn't help. Because I'm not smart enough I'm digging into hot white. Learning not to lie. We cross it out and stay away Burning inside. We cross it out and
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Song The Old Rugged Cross - Joey, Rory. 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
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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
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The cross is my confession Approach my soul, the mercy seat. Where's Jesus answers prayer. For none can perish there. Your promise is my only plea. You gather broken souls. Oh, healer draw me
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forever burned A menace to the entity. We atone our deadly sins. Walk the road of empathy. And a new world begins Cross the line, redefine, break away unbent, unafraid. Together we stand in the dark
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It's a cruel, cruel world to face on your own. A heavy cross to carry along. The lights are on but everyone's gone. And it's cruel It's a funny way to make ends meet. When the lights are out on
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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
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Bài hát The Old Rugged Cross. Ca sĩ Bobby Angel. 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
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I'm tempted, my darlin' to steal you away. Don't let me cross over, stay out of my way. 'Cause you know that I love you and I'm not the stealin' kind. But I'm faced with heartache here at love's
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When I survey the wondrous cross. On which the Prince of Glory died. My richest gain, I count but loss. And pour contempt on all my pride See from His head, His hands, His feet. Sorrow and love
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I was under the Calvary Cross. The pale-faced lady she said to me. I've watched you with my one green eye. And I'll hurt you 'till you need me. You scuff your heels and you spit on your shoes
