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 someday 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 someday for a crown

To the old rugged cross

I will ever be true, Shame and reproach

I’ll gladly bear then He’ll call me someday

To my home where His glory forever

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 someday for a crown

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 someday for a crown

Old rugged cross someday for a crown