The Old Rugged Cross
A Reflection on the Cross of Christ
For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. (1 Corinthians 1:18)
The old rugged cross—a symbol of shame and pain,
Where the King of glory was crucified, slain.
A hill called Calvary, a place of the skull,
Where the Lamb of God was made full.
On that cross, the weight of the world was borne,
The curse of sin was fully torn.
The Son of God gave up His breath,
And conquered death, conquered death.
Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross. (Hebrews 12:2)
The old rugged cross—not a relic of the past,
But a reminder of a love that will always last.
It stands as a testament to grace,
A beacon of hope in every place.
On that cross, the debt was paid,
The sacrifice was fully made.
The veil was torn, the way was clear,
For all who would draw near.
The old rugged cross—though it stands on a hill,
It is not just a symbol, but a call to be still.
To remember the price that was paid,
To remember the love that was displayed.
So I will cherish the old rugged cross,
For it is there that my salvation was won.
It is there that I am set free,
And it is there that I will forever be.
May I never boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world. (Galatians 6:14)
The old rugged cross—I will cling to it still,
For it is there that I find God's will.
It is there that I am made whole,
And it is there that I give my soul.
So I will sing of the old rugged cross,
And of the One who bore the loss.
I will praise Him forevermore,
For the old rugged cross is my open door.
Amen.
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