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Alan Jackson Precious Memories

On a hill far away stood an Old Rugged Cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine Heir of salvation, purchase of God Born of His spirit, washed in His blood This

If I surveyed all the good things That come to me from above If I count all the blessings From the storehouse of love I'd simply ask for the favor Of

What a fellowship, what a joy divine, Leaning on the everlasting arms; What a blessedness, what a peace is mine, Leaning on the everlasting arms. [Refrain

I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear falling on my ear The Son of God discloses And He walks with me and

Oh, soul are you weary and troubled No light in the darkness, you see? There's light for a look at the Saviour And life more abundant and free Turn you

What a friend we have in Jesus All our sins and griefs to bear And what a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer Oh, what peace we often forfeit

I love to tell the story Of unseen things above Of Jesus and His glory Of Jesus and His love I love to tell the story Because I know 'tis true It satisfies

: Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling, Calling for you and for me. See, on the portals, He's waiting and watching; Watching for you and for me. Chorus