1 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.
2 Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law's demands;
could my zeal no respite know,
could my tears forever flow,
all for sin could not atone;
thous must save and thou alone.
3 Nothing in my hand I bring,
simply to thy cross I cling;
naked, come to thee for dress,
helpless, look to thee for grace;
foul, I to the fountain fly,
wash me, Savior, or I die!
4 While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
see thee on thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.
