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The Old Rugged Cross Misc. Gospel
On a [G]hill far away stood an [C]old rugged cross,
The [D7]emblem of suffering and [G]shame;
And I love that old cross where the [C]dearest and best
For a [D7]world of lost sinners was [G]slain.
So [D]Ill cherish the [D7]old rugged [G]cross,
Till my [C]trophies at last I lay [G]down;
I will cling to the old rugged [C]cross,
And e[G]xchange it some[D7]day for a [G]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 on dark Calvary.
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 Hell call me someday to His home far away,
Where His glory forever Ill share.