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
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 someday for a crown
Oh that old rugged cross, so despised by the world
As wondrous attraction for me
For the dear Lamb of God
Left His glory above
To bury the dark cavalry
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 someday for a crown
In the old rugged cross stained with blood, so divine
A wondrous beauty I have seen
For it was there, that a cross
Jesus suffered in that
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 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
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 someday for a crown (for a crown)
And exchange it someday for a crown
Autor(es): George Bennard
