Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee!
Let the water and the blood
From Thy riven side which flowed
Be of sin the double cure--
Cleanse from guilt and make me pure.
In my hand no price I bring;
Simply to Thy cross I cling.
Naked--come to Thee for dress;
Helpless--look to Thee for grace;
Foul--I to Thy fountain fly;
Cleanse me, Savior, or I die!
Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands.
Could my zeal no respite know--
Could my tears for ever flow--
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone!
While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eye-strings break 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!