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.

Refrain:

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,

And exchange it some day for a crown.

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.


Refrain


In that 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.

Refrain


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 forever I'll share.


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In the Garden

Words & Music: C. Aus­tin Miles

I come to the garden alone

While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.


Refrain:
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,

And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.


He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,

And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.


Refrain

I'd stay in the garden with Him

Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling.


Refrain