The Old Rugged Cross

By Alan Jackson

Lyrics

On a hill far away 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


So I'll cherish the old rugged cross

Till my trophies at last I lay down

And I will cling to the old rugged cross

And exchange it some day for a crown


To the old rugged cross I will ever be true

It's shame and reproach gladly bear

Then he'll call me someday to my home far away

Where his glory forever I'll share


And I'll cherish the old rugged cross

Till my trophies at last I lay down

And I will cling to the old rugged cross

And exchange it some day for a crown


I will cling to the old rugged cross

And exchange it some day for a crown