The Old Rugged Cross

The Old Rugged Cross - 101 Strings Orchestra/The Tabernacle Choir

On a hill far away

Stood an old rugged 'cross

The emblem of suffring 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

O old rugged 'cross

Stay with flugs so did I

The wounderest beauty I see

For the lumb that old 'cross

Juses saw a friend die

To part and santy by 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

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

For a crown