The Old Rugged Cross

The Old Rugged Cross - Janie Fricke

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

And exchange it someday for a crown

To the old rugged cross

I will ever be true

It's shame and reproach gladly bear

Then He'll call me some

Day to my home far away

Where His glory forever I'll share

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross

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

And exchange someday for a crown