Old Rugged Cross

 

     A         A7            D           B7

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,

     E          E7           A

The emblem of suff'ring and shame;

       A             A7               D          B7

And I love that old cross where the dearest and best

       E             E7          A

For a world of lost sinners was slain.

 

         E          E7          A

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross.

         D                       A

Till my trophies at last I lay down;

        A                       D

I will cling to the old rugged cross,

      A               E         A

And exchange it some day 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 it to dark cavalry.

 

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.

 

To the old rugged cross, I will ever be true,

Its shame and reproach gladly bear,

Then He'll call on some day to my home far away,

Where His glory forever I'll share.