ROCK OF AGES! CLEFT FOR ME

Rock of Ages! Cleft for me,
Lo, I hide myself in Thee,
Where the water and the blood
From Thy wounded side which flowed
Are of sin the double cure,
Cleansing from its guilt and power.

Not the labour of my hands
Could fulfil 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.

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless, look to Thee for grace;
Hungry, thirsty, still I flee,
All-sufficient Lord, to Thee.

While I draw this fleeting breath,
Should mine eyelids close in death,
When I soar to heights unknown,
And behold Thee on Thy throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Still I'll hide myself in Thee.