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The cross ! the cross ! the heavy cross
The Saviour bore for me !
Which bowed Him to the earth with grief
On sad Mount Calvary. |
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The crown ! the crown ! the glorious crown !
The crown of victory!
The crown of life ! it shall be mine
When Jesus I shall see. |
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How light, how light, this precious cross,
Presented to my view ;
And while, with care, I take it up,
Behold the crown my due. |
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My tears unbidden seem to flow
For love, unbounded love,
Which guides me through this world of woe,
And points to joys above. |
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