Rock of
ages, cleft for me,
let
me hide myself in Thee;
let
the water and the blood,
from
Thy wounded side which flow'd,
be
of sin, the double cure;
save
from wrath and make me pure.
Could
my tears forever flow,
could
my zeal no languor know,
these
for sin could not atone;
Thou
must save, and Thou alone;
in
my hand no price I bring,
simply
to Thy cross I cling.
While
I draw this fleeting breath,
when
my eyes shall close in death,
when
I rise to worlds unknown,
and
behold Thee on thy Throne,
Rock
of ages, cleft for me,
let
me hide myself in Thee.
