The Old Rugged Cross

Old Rugged Cross - 101 Strings Orchestra

Written by：T Brown

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 rugged cross

Till my trophies at last I lay down

I will cling to the old rugged cross rugged cross

And exchange it someday for a crown

In the old rugged cross stain'd with blood so divine

A wondrous beauty I see

For twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died

To pardon and sanctify me

So I'll cherish the old

The old rugged cross

Till my trophies at last I lay down

I will cling to the old rugged cross rugged cross

And exchange it some day for a crown

So I'll cherish the old rugged old rugged cross

Till my trophies at last I lay down

I will cling to the old rugged cross

And exchange it some day for a crown some day for a crown