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
 In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine
 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
 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
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 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
 And I will cling to the old rugged cross
 And exchange it some day for a crown