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. 

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) 

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) 

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  • The Old Rugged Cross 96-R3:16

The Old Rugged Cross