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What a friend we have in Je-sus,
All our sins and griefs to bear,
What a priv-i-ledge to car-ry,
Ev’ry thing to God in prayer.
So I cher-ish the old rugg-ed cross,
Till my troph-ies at last I lay down,
I will cling to the old rugg-ed cross,
And ex-change it some day for a crown.
Then sings my soul,
My sav-iour God to thee,
How great thou art,
How great thou art,
Then sings my soul,
My sav-iour God to thee,
How great thou art,
How great thou art.
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