{title:The Old Rugged Cross}
{artist:Reawaken Hymns}
{key:G#}
{capo:1}

{comment:Verse 1}
On a [G#]hill far away stood an o[C#]ld rugged cross,
The e[D#]mblem of suffering and s[G#]hame;
And I l[G#]ove that old cross where the d[C#]earest and best
For a w[D#]orld of lost si[G#]nners was slain.

{start_of_chorus}
So I'll c[D#]herish the old rugged [G#]cross,
Till my t[C#]rophies at last I lay d[G#]own;
I will c[G#]ling to the old rugged c[C#]ross,
And e[G#]xchange it some [D#]day for a c[G#]rown.
{end_of_chorus}

{comment:Verse 2}
Oh, that [G#]old rugged cross, so desp[C#]ised by the world,
Has a w[D#]ondrous attraction for [G#]me;
For the [G#]dear Lamb of God left His [C#]glory above
To b[D#]ear it to dark Calv[G#]ary.

{comment:Verse 3}
In that o[G#]ld rugged cross, stained with b[C#]lood so divine,
A w[D#]ondrous beauty I s[G#]ee,
For 'twas o[G#]n that old cross Jesus su[C#]ffered and died,
To p[D#]ardon and sanctify[G#]me.