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Friday, March 25, 2005

THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

The Old Rugged Cross

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.

Chorus:
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.

Oh, 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.

Chorus:
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.

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.

Chorus:
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 He'll call me someday

to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I'll share.

Chorus:
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

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