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too far out of reach
But the manger reminds me love reached down
You were carried by a manger and just thirty-three years later
By a rugged cross made

the cross as done for us
We have to see it as done by us"
Well we know that the cross was done for us
Jesus was crucified for our sin
How was it done by us? I

and afflicted 
and he raised 'em from the dead
Then they nailed him on an old rugged cross 
and put thorns on his head

Who was it everybody? (It was Jesus) 
Who

lives are torn apart
Pain and strife fill the night
In the land of broken hearts

On hill far away
Stood an old rugged cross
Where the lamb of God was

that page I rose up out of the ashes now I'm walking it by faith praise please forgive the ones that don't feel the same way even when their hearts

FULFILLED. ON AN OLD RUGGED CROSS, WITH TWO THIEVES BY HIS SIDE. DEATH LOST IT'S POWER WHEN MY SAVIOR DIED.
REPEAT CHORUS:
(RAISE KEY ONE STEP AND REPEAT

on that old rugged cross
If you ask me, theimisiOluwa... 
I'll tell you how
Long before Baba Sola impregnated his wife,
And gave birth to Sola, their first

language only to
Cause pain and anguish

Don't bring drama to the old-timers
When it calls for a
Time you catch Alzheimer's
And turn into Carl Thomas i'll

Cypha the Next Day

Cross Movement

House of Representatives

1999

plus
He's tough-rugged and rough like old rust
His tender splendedness will cause hard rocks to blush, plus
He'll interrupt your rap program with

CHORUS
THERE'S NO NEW WAY HOME 
THERE'S NO NEW WAY HOME
YOU STILL HAVE TO PASS BY THE OLD RUGGED CROSS
BROTHER, THERE'S NO NEW WAY HOME

JUST FOLLOW

tryna eat
Bad boys since the 1990s
Joe Dumars Isiah Thomas
Bill Laimbeer Dennis Rodman
John Sally i'm gladly
Proud to welcome you too
The new Detroit
This

cross colors backwards draggin nicoten
make jump like everlast crew were ya have to
Wit celtics gear in  the atmosphere and tobacco
Deplorable im horrible

THE INHUMAN RACE – (A Brief History)
Words & Music by 
Thomas R. COSGROVE

It all started out with a star named Jesus,
He rode on an ass and he

of 23-year-old Glenlivet Neat
Y'all run the streets, pickin' gum off your sneaks
I Kirk Franklin Satan, now I got red underneath my feet
Now that's expensive pain

to the grave, two by two
And we're next up, my aura just shines It made you stick your neck up
Don't cross the line, dot a dot on my forehead Do this fast, yeah,

(Do-do-do-do-do-do)
Carrying such a heavy load, (Do-do-do-do-do-do), Yeah
And so the story begins, so here we go
We 'bout to journey down this little muddy, rugged road

wid di black rain
Rifle shot mash dem up, like a crash plane
Drive-by, rifle a wave like smaddy
A seh  bye bye yaad full a body like a
Yah suh name