On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame And how I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinner was slain Chorus: 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 someday for a crown To the old rugged cross I will ever true Its shame and reproach gladly bear Then He'll call me someday to my home faraway Where His glory forever I'll share Chorus And exchange it someday for a crown