The Old Rugged Cross
A D
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
E7 A
The emblem of suffering and shame;
D
And I love that old cross, where the dearest and best
E7 A
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
Chorus
E E7 A
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross
D A
Till my trophies at last I lay down
D
I will cling to the old rugged cross
A E7 A
And exchange it some day for a crown.
A
Oh, that old rugged cross, so
D
Despised by the world, has a
E7 A
Wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear lamb of God, left his
D E7 A
Glory above to bear it to dark Calvary.
A
In that old rugged cross, stained with
D E7 A
Blood so divine, a wondrous beauty I see,
D
For ‘twas on that old cross, Jesus suffered
E7 A
And died, to pardon and sanctify me.
A D
To that old rugged cross, I will ever be true;
E7 A
Its shame and reproach gladly bear; Then
D
He’ll call me some day to my home far away
E7 A
Where his glory forever I’ll share.
