Acappella: When I Survey/Old Rugged Cross

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
'Til my trophies at last I'll lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride

O that old rugged cross
So despised by the world
Has a wondrous attraction for me
For the dear, dear Lamb of God
He left his glory far above
To bear it to dark Calvary

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
'Til my trophies at last I'm gonna lay down, lay down
I'm gonna cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

Dou graças mil a meu Jesus
O amor provado sobre a cruz
Irá suster e conduzir
A minha vida no porvir

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true
Its shame and reproach gladly bear
Then He's gonna call me, call me some day
To my home far away
His glory forever I'll share

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
'Til my trophies at last I lay down
I'm gonna cling to the old rugged cross
And I'll exchange it some day for a crown