The Old Rugged Cross

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 word 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
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
So I'll cherish...
And exchange it some day for a crown