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Instrumental - Non-Linguistic
Instrumental - Non-Linguistic
Instrumental - Non-Linguistic
Instrumental - Non-Linguistic
There's room at the cross for you
There's room at the cross for you
Though millions have come
There's still room for one
Yes, there's room
to a feeding dreadlock
Armpit like two Buckwheat's in a headlock
Macy Gray's hair between your leg lock
Somebody let the monkeys out the cage
so 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
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
Love and honor a promise to obey sacred vows that we both made yesterday
But when someone tempted you you ease to cross the line
And I'll bet love
Hot cross buns, hot cross buns
One a penny, two a penny
Hot cross buns
Give 'em to your daughters
Give 'em to your sons
One a penny two a penny
the emptiness?
What can mend our brokenness? Brokenness
Mighty, awesome, wonderful
Is the holy cross
Where the lamb lay down His life
To lift us from
And we'll do it again
Maybe not ever to learn
One day we'll wake
And the light will be seen
And we will discern it all
Take it to the cross
Take it
on a cross of gold
You can crucify the word on a cross of gold
Oh oh oh
You can lie to every face
You can use a stranglehold
You can lose or win the chase
You
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
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
Black day, stormy night
No love, no hope in sight
Don't cry, he is coming
Don't die without knowing the cross
Ghettos to the left of us
Flowers
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
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
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
Black day, stormy night
No love, no hope in sight
Don't cry, he is coming
Don't die without knowing the cross
Ghettos to the left of us
Flowers
On a hill far away
Stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of sufferin' and shame
And I love that old cross
Where the Dearest and Best
For a world
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
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
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