Rena Demon
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 world of lost sinners was slain
So I'll cherish the old rugged, old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged, old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown, a crown
Beneath the cross of Jesus
My fame would take my stand
The shadow of a mighty rock
Within a weary land
A home within the wilderness
A rest upon the way
From the burning of the noontime heat
And the burden of the day
In the cross, in the cross
Be my glory ever
Till my raptured soul shall find rest
Beyond the river
So I'll cherish the old rugged, old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged, old rugged cross
And exchange it someday in my home far away
I'll exchange it someday
For a crown in the cross, near the cross
Beneath the old rugged cross
Old rugged cross