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I am one lucky man even most privileged
That I found identity in my Lord and Savior
My Lord ain’t sitted at a distance away
My Lord knows my very pain and weakness
The Lord of the cross is my Lord and God
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You see unlike all other gods He knows me
He knows what it is to be in trouble and stress
He knows how wounds bleed and the pain I bear
He knows the sting of death better than all others
He is the Lord of the cross and my only God.
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But above experiencing my predicarment
He has the solution of it all for He overcame all
My sovereign Lord reigns over all; up and below
Life and death, pain and joy; a rose or a cross
The Lord of the Cross; my Lord reigns over all
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What will I do with this precious information?
What now must I do with this conviction at heart?
Am I not lost of words to explain of my Lord and Savior?
Ain’t there enough nouns to pen down a description
Yet none befits my Lord; only the Lord of the Cross
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My identity follows His work on that wooden cross
I was a nobody, until I saw my inscription on His cross
Nothing I can call mine now, not a name to call me
Only the product of pain and love; a son through the cross
And my Lord, my one and only God is the Lord of the cross
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