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 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



To the old rugged cross

I will live and 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

Till my trophies at last I lay down

I will cling to the old rugged cross

And exchange it someday for a crown



Glory to His name

(Glory to His name)

Glory to His name

(Glory to His name)

There on that cross

Was the blood of Christ

(Was the blood of Christ)

Glory to His name

(Glory to His name

Glory to His name)



Glory to His name

(Glory to His name)

Glory to His name

(King of Kings, Lord of Lords...)

There on that cross

Was the blood of Christ

(Was the blood of Christ)

Glory His name



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