Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
let me hide myself in thee;
let the water and the blood,
from thy wounded side which flowed,
be of sin the double cure;
save from wrath and make me pure.
Not the labors of my hands
can fulfill thy law’s demands;
This for sin could not atone.
thou must save, and thou alone.
In my hands all 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 the arm I thrown.
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
let me hide myself in thee.
