On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross

The emblem of suff'ring 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

‘Til my trophies at last I lay down

I will cling to the old rugged cross

And exchange it someday for a crown

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

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true

Its shame and reproach gladly bear

Then He’ll call me someday to my home far away

Where His glory forever I’ll share