The Old Rugged Cross Ella Fitzgerald

On a hill far away
Stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of sufferin' and shame
And I love that old cross
Where the Dearest and Best
For a world of lost sinners was slain

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
'Til my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

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

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross (The old rugged cross)
'Til my trophies at last I lay down (I lay down)
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchangе it some day for a crown

To the old rugged cross
I will еver 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