The Old 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
- And 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 shame and reproach have gladly bear;
- To he'll calls me some day
- To my home so far away
- Where his glory forever I'll share
- And 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
- And exchange it some day for a crown
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