The 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.

                                             Chorus:
                              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.

                          O the old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
                                Has a wondrous attraction for me;
                           For the dear Lamb of God left his glory above
                                    To bear it to dark Calvary.

                                             Chorus:
                              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.

                                             Chorus:
                              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,
                                Its shame and reproach gladly bear.
                         Then He'll call me someday to my home far away,
                                 Where His glory forever I'll share.

                                             Chorus:
                              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.