On a hill far away 

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross

The emblem of suffering and shame

And I loved that old rugged cross where

the dearest and best

For a world of lost sinners was slain

So I cherish the old rugged cross

Till my trophies at last I lay down

I will cling to the old rugged cross

And exchange some day 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 to dark Calvary

In the old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine

A wondrous beauty I see

For 'twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died

To pardon and sanctify me

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