The em blem of suffering 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
Till my trophies at last lie down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown
so despised by the world,
has a wondrous attraction for me.
to marry to dark Calvary.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I en dow.
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it someday for a crown.
stained with blood so divine,
a wonderous beauty I see.
What was on that old cross,
to call in and sanctify me.
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 someday for a crown
To the old rugged cross I will ever be true,
Its shame and reproach gladly bear.
Then you'll call me someday
Where its glory forever I'll share.
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 someday for a crown