Old Rugged Cross

On a hill far away

Stood an old rugged cross

The emblem of suffering and shame

Well, I love that old cross

Where the dearest and best

For a world of lost sinners was slain

And I'll cherish the old rugged cross

Until 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

And 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 someday for a crown

And 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 someday for a crown