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 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 someday for a crown I'll exchange it someday for a crown