Key: A Verse 1: A A7 D B7 On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, E E7 A The emblem of suffering and shame; A A7 D B7 And I love that old cross where the dearest and best E E7 A For a world of lost sinners was slain. E E7 A So I'll cherish the old rugged cross, D A Till my trophies at last I lay down; A D I will cling to the old rugged cross, A E A And exchange it someday for a crown. Verse 2: O 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. Verse 3: In that 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. 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. Verse 4: 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.