The Old Rugged Cross
On a hill far away
- 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 someday for a crown
- In the old rugged cross
- Stained with blood so divine
- A wondrous beauty I see
- For 'twas on that old cross
- Jesus suffered and died
- To pardon and sanctify me
- 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 someday 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 someday for a crown
- And exchange it someday for a crown
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