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 someday
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
To the old rugged cross
I will ever be true
It's shame and reproach
gladly bear
Then He'll call me someday
to my home far away
Where His glory
forever I'll share
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