The Old Rugged Cross

1.       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.

Refrain:

          So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,

          till my trophies at last I lay down;

          I will cling to the old rugged cross,

          and exchange it some day for a crown.

2.      O 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.

          (Refrain)

3.       In that 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.

          (Refrain)

4.      To that 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.

          (Refrain)