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 the world of lost sinners was slain

So I 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

Oh that 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 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 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
Its 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 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