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!