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
 Till my trophies at last I lay down
 I will cling to the old rugged cross
 And exchange it some day for a crown
 In the 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
 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
 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 faraway
 Where His glory forever I'll share
 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
 Yes I'll cling to the old rugged cross
 And exchange it some day for a crown