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The Old Rugged Cross
On a [G]hill far away stood an [C]old rugged cross
The [D]emblem of suffering and [G]shame
And I [G]love that old cross where the [C]dearest and best
For a [D]world of lost sinners was [G]slain
Chorus:
And I'll [D]cherish the old rugged [G]cross
Until my [C]trophies at [D]last I lay [G]down
I will cling to the old rugged [C]cross
And [G]exchange it some [D]day for a [G]crown
To the old rugged cross I will ever be true
It's shame and reproach gladly bear
Then he'll call me someday to my home far away
Where his glory for ever I'll share
Chorus
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown
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