The Old Rugged Cross Made the Difference

'Twas a life filled with aimless depression
Without hope walked a shell of a man
Then a hand with a nailprint stretched downward
Just one touch then a new life began

And the old rugged cross made the difference
In a life bound for heartache and defeat
I will praise Him forever and everlasting
For the cross made the difference to me

There's a room filled wish sad ashen faces
Without hope death has wrapped them in gloom
But at the side of a saint there's rejoicing
For life can't be sealed in a tomb

And the old rugged cross made the difference
In a life bound for heartache and defeat
I will praise Him forever and everlasting
For the cross made the difference to me

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