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 some day for a crown. 
A          A7        D                B7 
Oh that old rugged cross, so despised by the world. 
E           E7          A 
Has a wondrous attraction for me, 
A            A7           D      B7 
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above, 
E          E7     A  
To bear it to dark calvary. 
A          A7                  D          B7 
In the old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine, 
E        E7       A 
A wondrous beauty I see. 
A           A7          D            B7 
For 'twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died 
E          E7       A 
To pardon and sanctify me. 
A          A7            D       B7 
To the old rugged cross, I will ever be true, 
E            E7           A 
Its shame and reproach gladly bear, 
A            A7        D        B7 
Then He'll call me some day to my home far away, 
E        E7        A 
Where His glory forever I'll share.