On A Hill Faraway 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
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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 The 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
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In The Old Rugged Cross,
Stained With Blood So Divine
A Wondrous Beauty I See
For ’twas On That Old Cross, Jesus Suffered
And Died, To Pardon And Sanctify Me
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