Old Rugged Cross

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 word of lost sinners were slain
[ steel ]
I will 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

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