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
me from its guilt and power.
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;
Thou
must save, and Thou alone.
3
When
my pilgrimage I close,
Victor
o'er the last of foes,
When
I soar to worlds unknown,
And
behold Thee on Thy throne,
Rock
of Ages, cleft for me,
Let
me hide myself in Thee.