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THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

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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.

George Bennard (1873-1958)

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THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

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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.

George Bennard (1873-1958)

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THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

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Oh, 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.

George Bennard (1873-1958)

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THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

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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.

George Bennard (1873-1958)

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THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

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In that 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.

George Bennard (1873-1958)

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THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

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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.

George Bennard (1873-1958)

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THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

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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.

George Bennard (1873-1958)

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THE OLD RUGGED CROSS

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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.

George Bennard (1873-1958)

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