618--On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,

618

	1.	On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
		The emblem of suff'ring 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;
		I will cling to the old rugged cross,
		And exchange it some day for a crown.
	2.	Oh, that old rugged cross, so despised by the
		world,
		Has a wondrous attraction to me;
		For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above,
		To bear it to dark Calvary.
	3.	In the old rugged cross, stained with blood so
		divine,
		A wondrous beauty I see;
		For 'twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and
		died,
		To pardon and sanctify me.