The Old Rugged Cross Made The Difference

'Twas a life filled with aimless desperation

Without hope walked the shell of a man

Then a hand with a nailprint stretched downward

Just one touch then a new life began

And the old rugged cross made the difference

In a life bound for heartache and defeat

I will praise Him forever and ever

For the cross made the difference for me

Barren walls echoed harshness and anger

Little faces ran in terror to hide

Now those walls ring with love

Warmth and laughter

Since the giver of life moved inside

There's a room filled with sad

Ashen faces

Without hope death has wrapped them in gloom

But at the side of a saint there's rejoicing

For life can't be sealed in a tomb