On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross the emblem of sufferin` and shame
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners were 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
[ steel ]
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...