{title:The Old Rugged Cross}

{artist:Reawaken Hymns}

{key:G#}

{capo:1}

{comment:Verse 1}

On a [G#]hill far away stood an o[C#]ld rugged cross,

The e[D#]mblem of suffering and s[G#]hame;

And I l[G#]ove that old cross where the d[C#]earest and best

For a w[D#]orld of lost si[G#]nners was slain.

{start_of_chorus}

So I'll c[D#]herish the old rugged [G#]cross,

Till my t[C#]rophies at last I lay d[G#]own;

I will c[G#]ling to the old rugged c[C#]ross,

And e[G#]xchange it some [D#]day for a c[G#]rown.

{end_of_chorus}

{comment:Verse 2}

Oh, that [G#]old rugged cross, so desp[C#]ised by the world,

Has a w[D#]ondrous attraction for [G#]me;

For the [G#]dear Lamb of God left His [C#]glory above

To b[D#]ear it to dark Calv[G#]ary.

{comment:Verse 3}

In that o[G#]ld rugged cross, stained with b[C#]lood so divine,

A w[D#]ondrous beauty I s[G#]ee,

For 'twas o[G#]n that old cross Jesus su[C#]ffered and died,

To p[D#]ardon and sanctify[G#]me.