The Old Rugged Cross

 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, Till my trophies as 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

 

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies as 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 as 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

 

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies as last I lay down

I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it someday for a crown.


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