At the Foot of the Old Rugged Cross

There's a place where sin's forgiven,

Where there's cleansing from guilt and from dross;

There's a road that starts for Heaven,

At the foot of the old rugged cross.

At the foot of the old rugged cross,

There's an answer for all of your loss;

And you'll find a friendly welcome,

At the foot of the old rugged cross.

There's a place where cares are lifted,

Cares and burdens that bring one but loss;

There's a place where clouds are rifted,

At the foot of the old rugged cross.

At the foot of the old rugged cross,

There's an answer for all of your loss;

And you'll find a friendly welcome,

At the foot of the old rugged cross.

There's a place of peace and gladness,

Never found in earth's glitter and gloss;

Where there's sweet release from sadness,

At the foot of the old rugged cross.

At the foot of the old rugged cross,

There's an answer for all of your loss;

And you'll find a friendly welcome,

At the foot of the old rugged cross.