Rock Of Ages
| Augustus M. Toplady | Thomas Hastings |
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.
Could my tears forever flow, could my zeal no respite know,
This for sin could not atone; thou must save, and Thou alone:
In my hand no price I bring, simply to Thy cross I cling.
When I draw my final 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.
