159 - 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.
Refrain
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.
2
O
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 Calvary.
3
To
that 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.
