Old Rugged Cross - George Jones
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 some day for a crown. To the old rugged cross I will ever be true, Its shame and reproach gladly bear; Then He'll call me some day To my home far away, Where His glory forever I'll share. 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
Artist: George Jones
Title: Old Rugged Cross