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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値l 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.
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値l 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.
In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see,
For 稚was on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.
So I値l 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.
To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He値l call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I値l share.
So I値l 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.
"The Old Rugged Cross," one of the world's best loved
hymns, was composed in Albion, Michigan in 1912 (published in 1913) by the
Reverend George Bennard (1873-1958).
The son of an Ohio
coal miner, Bennard was a lifelong servant of God,
chiefly in the Methodist ministry. He wrote the words
and music of over three hundred other hymns. None
achieved the fame of "The Old Rugged Cross," the
moving summation of his faith.
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