On A Hill Far Away

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 ’till at last I lay down
And I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

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 ’till at last I lay down
And I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown

In the old rugged cross stained with blood so divine
A wondrous beauty I see
For t’was on that old cross
Jesus suffered and tied
To pardon and sanctify me

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last ’till at last I lay down
And I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last ’till at last I lay down
And I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown

And exchange it someday for a crown….