AbOn a hill far away stood an
Dbold rugged cross,
BbThe
Eb7emblem of suffering and
Abshame,
AbAnd I love that old cross where the
Dbdearest and best
BbFor a
Eb7world of lost sinners was
Abslain.
Eb7So I’ll cherish the old rugged
Abcross,
DbTill my trophies at las
Abt I lay down;
DbI will cling to the old rugged cross,
AbAnd exchange it s
Eb7ome day fo
Abr a crown.