Rock of ages, cleft for me.
Hide me now, my refuge be.
Let the water and the blood
From your wounded side which flowed,
Be for sin the double cure.
Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfill your law's demands.
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
You must save, and You alone.
Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to your cross I cling;
Naked come to You for dress;
Helpless look to You for grace,
Stained by sin to You I cry.
Wash me, Savior or I die.
While I draw this fleeting breath;
When my eyelids close in death;
When I soar to realms unknown,
Bow before the judgment throne,
Hide me now my refuge be;
Rock of ages, cleft for me.

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