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Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord
To the cross where Thou hast died
Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord
To Thy precious, bleeding side
There to my heart was the blood applied
Singing glory to His name
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But I will cherish the old rugged Cross
Till my trophies at last, I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged Cross
And exchange it some day for a crown
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light
And the burden of my heart rolled away
It was there by faith I received my sight
And now I am happy all the day
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb
It reaches to the highest mountain
And it flows to the lowest valley
The blood that gives me strength
From day to day, it will never lose
It will never lose
It will never lose it's power
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