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 some day for a crown

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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 some day
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 some day for a crown...