Old Rugged Cross

<p>On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross<br/>The emblem of suffering and shame<br/>And I love that old cross where the dearest and best<br/>For a world of lost sinners was slain</p><p>So I&#39;ll cherish the old rugged cross<br/>Till my trophies at last I lay down<br/>I will cling to the old rugged cross<br/>And exchange it some day for a crown</p><p>To the old rugged cross I will ever be true<br/>It&#39;s shame and reproach gladly bear<br/>Then he&#39;ll call me some day to my home far away<br/>Where his glory forever I&#39;ll share</p><p>And I&#39;ll cherish the old rugged cross<br/>Till my trophies at last I lay down<br/>And I will cling to the old rugged cross<br/>And exchange it some day for a crown<br/>I will cling to the old rugged cross<br/>And exchange it some day for a crown</p>