The Old Rugged Cross

{title: The Old Rugged Cross}

{c: Verse 1}
On a [G]hill far away stood an [C]old rugged cross,
The [D]emblem of [C]suffering and [G]shame[C];
And I [G]love that old cross where the [C]dearest and best
For a [D]world of lost [C]sinners was [G]slain.

{c: Refrain}
{soc}
So I'll [D]cherish the old rugged [G]cross,
Till my [C]trophies at last I lay [G]down;
I will [G]cling to the old rugged [C]cross,
And ex[G]change it some [D]day for a [G]crown.
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{c: Verse 2}
O that [G]old rugged cross, so des[C]pised by the world,
Has a [D]wondrous at[C]traction for [G]me[C];
For the [G]dear Lamb of God left His [C]glory above
To [D]bear it to [C]dark Calva[G]ry.

{c: Verse 3}
In that [G]old rugged cross, stained with [C]blood so divine,
A wond[D]rous beau[C]ty I [G]see[C],
For 'twas [G]on that old cross Jesus [C]suffered and died,
To [D]pardon and [C]sanctify [G]me.

{c: Verse 4}
To the [G]old rugged cross I will [C]ever be true;
Its [D]shame and rep[C]roach gladly [G]bear[C];
Then He'll [G]call me some day to my [C]home far away,
Where His [D]glory for[C]ever I'll [G]share.