Rock of Ages

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

Not the labor 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.

Nothing in my hand I bring,

Simply to the 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.

While I draw this fleeting breath,

When mine eyes shall close in death,

When I soar to worlds unknown,

See Thee on Thy judgement throne,

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,

Let me hide myself in Thee.

Augustus M. Toplady, 1776