| Song | The Old Rugged Cross |
| Album | Worshiping Church Hymnal |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | The Old Rugged Cross |
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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.
Oh, That Old Rugged Cross So Despised By The World,
Has A Wondrous Attraction For Me;
For The Dear Lamb Of God Left His Glory Above,
To Bear Sin On Dark Calvary.
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.
In The Old Rugged Cross, Stained With Blood So Divine,
A Wondrous Beauty I See;
For ’Twas On That Old Cross Jesus Suffered And Died,
To Pardon And Sanctify Me.
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 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 Someday For A Crown.
