The Old Rugged Cross Lyrics by Burl Ives
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Burl Ives - The Old Rugged Cross

On a hill far away, stood an old rugged Cross
The emblem of suff'ring 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
Has a wondrous attraction for me
For the dear Lamb of God, left his Glory above
To bear 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

In the old rugged Cross, stain'd with blood so divine
A wondrous beauty I see
For the dear Lamb of God, left his Glory above
To pardon and sanctify me

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

To the old rugged Cross, I will ever be true
Its 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
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged Cross
And exchange it some day for a crown
Burl Ives - The Old Rugged Cross      On a hill far away, stood an old rugged Cross   The emblem of suff'ring 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   Has a wondrous attraction for me   For the dear Lamb of God, left his Glory above   To bear 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      In the old rugged Cross, stain'd with blood so divine   A wondrous beauty I see   For the dear Lamb of God, left his Glory above   To pardon and sanctify me      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      To the old rugged Cross, I will ever be true   Its 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   Till my trophies at last I lay down   I will cling to the old rugged Cross   And exchange it some day for a crown