On A Hill Far Away

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

O 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

In the old rugged cross

Stained with blood so divine

A wondrous beauty I see

For ‘twas on that old cross

Jesus suffered and died

To pardon and sanctify me

To the old rugged cross

I will ever be true

Its shame and reproach gladly bear

Then He’ll call me some day

To my home far away

Where his glory for ever I’ll share.