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 some day for a crown.
Oh that crown

Oh that old rugged cross so despised by the world.
Has a wonderous attraction for me
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary,

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 some day for a crown.
Oh that Crown

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