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Every round goes higher, higher,
Every round goes higher, higher, Every round goes higher, higher, Soldiers of the cross.
Sinners, do you love my Jesus?
Sinners, do you love my Jesus? Sinners, do you love my Jesus? Soldiers of the cross.
If you love Him, why not server Him?
If you love Him, why not server Him? If you love Him, why not server Him? Soldiers of the cross.
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