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| A path along a dusty road That led to Calvary Was stained with Jesus� precious blood- The blood of Christ my King. With crimson robe upon His back- A cross was made His throne- A crown of thorns placed on His head, He died naked and alone. When my journey here is through, I�ll walk on streets of gold. The awesome beauty of that place These eyes will then behold. At Jesus� feet - the ones that bled - I�ll bow forevermore. I�ll give to Him those crowns I�ve won As I worship and adore. An Eternal Crown that does not rust Like those of kings on earth: The evidence of salvation- My proof of royal birth. |
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| I�ll give to Him a Crown of Rejoicing For the souls I�ve won to Him- The lives I�ve touched while here on earth For whom His blood was spilled. The Crown of Righteousness I gained While working this earthly plane- Keeping in mind that some great day My Lord would return again. For all the persecutions That this life did bestow, I�ll give to Him my Crown of Life And I�ll suffer pain no more. The Crown of Glory at last I�ll give To the greatest Teacher of all For it was through His faithfulness That I learned to give my all. How wonderful His precious plan Established so long ago- To trade His earthly kingdom and crown For five of my very own. |
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