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. 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. 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 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. 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;

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

till my trophies at last i lay down;

i will cling to the old rugged cross

and exchange it some day for a crown.