The Old Rugged Cross

The Old Rugged Cross - Ray Price

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

Till my trophies at last I lay down

I will cling to the old rugged 'cross

And exchange it some day for a crown

Oh that old rugged 'cross so despised by

The world is a wonderous attraction for me

For the dear lamb of God left this

Glory above to bare it to dark calvary

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 some day for a crown