Rugged Cross
On a hill far away stood an old rugged 'cross
- 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 sinners was slain
- So I'll cherish the old rugged 'cross
- Till my trophies at last I lay down
- I will cling to the old rugged 'cross
- And exchange it some day for a crown
- To the old rugged 'cross I will ever be true
- It's shame and reproach gladly bear
- Then he'll call me someday to my home far away
- Where his glory forever I'll share
- So I'll cherish the old rugged 'cross
- Till my trophies at last I lay down
- I will cling to the old rugged 'cross
- And exchange it some day for a crown
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