Bennard 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
I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it someday 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 on dark Calvary Repeat #2