Cross
It's not gold, Or silver you think. Not even a diamond, Or any precious stone it may. It's not a castle, Filled with dungeons and towers Not even a car, That could take you so far. It is a gift, Given long time ago Not worth that much of a fortune, Yet would stand till time is gone. He hanged on the cross, Just to pay the cost Just to give a gift, To me who is lost
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