Luyện nghe bài hát Old Rugged Cross

"The cross of our Lord Jesus Christ." 6:14

Courtesy of Old Cross Historical Museum
Words & Music: Bennard, 1913 (MIDI, score).

The Old Rugged was written in Albion, Michigan. Or Pokagon, Michigan. Or Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin. All three towns claim to be the birthplace of this hymn.

On a hill far away stood an old cross,
The of suffering and shame;
And I love that old where the dearest and best
For a world of lost was slain.

So I'll the old rugged cross,
my trophies at last I lay down;
I cling to the old rugged cross,
And it some day for a crown.

O that old cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous for me;
For the dear of God left His glory above
To it to dark Calvary.

In that old rugged cross, stained blood so divine,
A wondrous I see,
For on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To and sanctify me.

To the old rugged cross I ever be true;
Its shame and reproach gladly
Then He'll call me day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever share.