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The Lord is my rock and my fortress. 2 Sam. XXII 2.
Rock of ages cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee;
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Let the water and blood, From thy riven side which flow'd,
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Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
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Not the labors of my hands Can fulfil Thy laws demands;
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Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow,
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All for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and Thou alone,
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Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling;
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Naked, come to Thee for dress; Helpless look to Thee for grace;
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Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Savior, or I die.
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While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, When I soar thro' tracts unknown,
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See Thee on Thy judgment throne, Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee.
A. M. Toplady
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