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.

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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 someday for a crown.

Oh, that old rugged cross
So despised by the world
Has a wond’rous attraction for me.
For the dear Lamb of God
Left His glory above
To bear it on dark Calvary

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To the old rugged cross
I will ever be true
Its shame and reproach gladly bear.
Then He’ll call me home some day
To my home far away
Where His glory for ever I’ll share.

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