The Old Rugged Cross

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suff'ring 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 'Til my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day 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 'Til 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 some day to my home far away Where His glory forever I'll share

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross 'Til 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