<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><song><title>The Old Rugged Cross</title>
<lyrics>[V1]
.     A                      D                     E7                      A
 On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, The emblem of suff'ring and shame;
.      A                             D           Bm           E7                        A
 And I love that old cross where the dearest and best, For a world of lost sinners was slain.

[C1]
.          E7                     A
   So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
.          D                      A
   Till my trophies at last I lay down;
.         A                       D
   I will cling to the old rugged cross,
.        A              E7        A
   And exchange it some day for a crown.

[V2]
.        A                      D                          E7                      A
 Oh that old rugged cross, so despised by the world, Has a wondrous attraction for me;
.        A                         D       Bm      E7                   A
 For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above, To bear it to dark Calvary.

[C2]
.          E7                     A
   So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
.          D                      A
   Till my trophies at last I lay down;
.         A                       D
   I will cling to the old rugged cross,
.        A              E7        A
   And exchange it some day for a crown.

[V3]
.       A                              D                  E7                A
 In the old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine, A wondrous beauty I see;
.         A                       D            Bm       E7                  A
 For twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died, To pardon and sanctify me.

[C3]
.          E7                     A
   So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
.          D                      A
   Till my trophies at last I lay down;
.         A                       D
   I will cling to the old rugged cross,
.        A              E7        A
   And exchange it some day for a crown.

[V4]
.       A                       D                 E7                        A
 To the old rugged cross I will ever be true, Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
.           A                      D        Bm              E7                 A
 Then He'll call me some day to my home far away, Where his glory forever I'll share.

[C4]
.          E7                     A
   So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
.          D                      A
   Till my trophies at last I lay down;
.         A                       D
   I will cling to the old rugged cross,
.        A              E7        A
   And exchange it some day for a crown.
.         A                       D
   I will cling to the old rugged cross,
.        A              E7         D  A
   And exchange it some day for a crown.</lyrics>
<time_sig>Waltz - S137</time_sig>
<tempo>82</tempo>
<author>Bennard, George (1873-1958)</author>
<key>A</key>
</song>