Saturday, March 30, 2013

On a hill far away

Day 29: Black & White
Near my parents house is a small country church and on the hill behind it is a wooden cross.  It is a reminder of Christ's work on the cross to save us and reconcile us to God.  Since it is Good Friday, I thought this would be a good black and white picture.

The Old Rugged Cross
Words & Music: George Ben­nard
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.

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.

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.

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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