(Verse 1)
I've walked through vast valleys, bounded by mountains, with peaks that seem too high to climb.
But, I recall learning, how great mountain climbers, conquer one step, at a time.
And I watched blue rivers, with strong currents raging, wondered if they could be crossed;
But, my rivers and mountains, became soft gentle fountains, because of an old rugged cross.

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We have a Savior, such a wonderful Savior,
Mercies atoned, stiffled since judgement , grace made intercession, I'm free.
Because the pain and heartache, the suffering I can't take, purchased redemption for me;
And the true Lamb of calvary, is the hope of salvation, He died on the old rugged tree.
We have a Savior, such a wonderful Savior,
Mercies atoned, stiffled since judgement, grace made intercession, I'm free.
Because the pain and heartache, the suffering I can't take, purchased redemption for me;
And the true Lamb of calvary, is the hope of salvation, He died on the old rugged tree.

(Verse 2)
Now, I've walked down sidewalks, bright neon cities, where skyscrapers reach for the sky;
I've seen the rich and the famous in glamour and glitter, search for some joy in the night;
While a few blocks from main street in an old cardboard getto, another unknown life is lost;
But, weather penhouse or skidrow, there's one thing I still know; There's hope in the old rugged cross.

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