On a hill, far away Stood an old rugged cross The emblem 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 'Til my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it someday for a crown ♪ On that old rugged cross Stained with blood, so divine A wondrous beauty I see It was on that old cross Jesus suffered and died He pardoned and sanctified me 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 I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it someday for a crown