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
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Then He'll call me some day 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
Yeah, I will cling to the Old Rugged Cross
And exchange it some day for a crown
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bbrister27
My Grandfather, my mentor p****ed away on Palm Sunday of this year 2009. Thus was his favorite Hymn and It was one of the hymns that was played at his funeral. I can never listen to this hymn the same way again as long I live. Irronically He was born on Easter Sunday in 1921 and p****ed away on Palm Sunday 2009.
lvpoteet
I had a friend that passed away on A monday in January and i think of her when i hear this song. i have my little moments.