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
Chorus -
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
till my trophies at last I lay down
and I will cling to the old rugged cross
and exchange it some day for a crown
In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine
a wondrous beauty I see
for was on that old cross Jesus suffered and died
to pardon and sanctify me
Chorus -
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 that old rugged cross I will ever be true
its shame and reproach gladly bear
then he'll call me some day to my home far away
where his glory forever I'll share
Chorus -
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
Glory to His name
Glory to His name
There on that cross was the blood applied
Glory to His name
