Old Rugged Cross

On a hill far away, stood an old rugged cross
the emblem of suff’ring and shame.
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
for a world of lost sinners was slain.

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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.

Oh, 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.

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To the old rugged cross, I will ever be true
it’s shame and reproach gladly bear.
Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away
Where his glory forever I’ll share.

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And exchange it some day for a crown.