Jazz, Спокойный, Gospel, Blues

Verse 1: On a distant hill, where the wild winds call, Stands an ancient cross through the ages tall. Through the passing years it has remained, At its feet, so many peace have gained. There I once stood, just like them before, Found a hope I had never known before. Chorus: Old rugged cross, old rugged cross— Humble, yet its power remains. There is strength, there is strength— Even now it still sustains. It can heal every broken, wounded heart, Open heaven to all who come as they are. Verse 2: Between heaven above and this fallen land, Lies a chasm none can cross by hand. Believe or not, but hear His voice: “The cross alone is the bridge of choice.” From the earth to the skies it leads the way, Guiding souls who have gone astray. Chorus: Old rugged cross, old rugged cross— Humble, yet its power remains. There is strength, there is strength— Even now it still sustains. It can heal every broken, wounded heart, Open heaven to all who come as they are. Verse 3: Oh dear Jesus, there beneath that cross, On that distant hill, I saw Your loss. From Your wounded hands flowed mercy’s stream, And in Your eyes shone love supreme. Love of God for a world undone, Given through His only Son. Chorus: Old rugged cross, old rugged cross— Humble, yet its power remains. There is strength, there is strength— Even now it still sustains. It can heal every broken, wounded heart, Open heaven to all who come as they are. Old rugged cross, old rugged cross— Humble, yet its power remains. There is strength, there is strength— Even now it still sustains. It can heal every broken, wounded heart, Open heaven to all who come as they are.