Hymn #141

In honor of our Lord, I wanted to post some of the words from one of the best hymns in the Baptist Hymnal, “The Old Rugged Cross.”

Verse 1
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, The emblem of suffring and shame; And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain.

Verse 4
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.

Chorus
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.

Now ponder the words from “Alas, and Did My Savior Bleed”:

Verse 1
Alas, and did my Savior bleed And did my Sov’reign die? Would He devote that sacred head For sinners such as I?

Verse 2
Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity, grace unknown, And love beyond degree!

Verse 4
But drops of grief can ne’er repay The debt of love I owe; Here, Lord, I give myself away, ‘Tis all that I can do.