The Old Rugged Cross – Mickey Gilley

On a hill far away, stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of suff’ring and shame
And I love that old cross where the dearest and the best
For a world of lost sinners was slain

And 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

On that old rugged cross, so despised by this old world
Has a wondrous attraction for me
For a dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark cavalry

And 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…