Rock of Ages
CHATTAWAY, TRADITIONAL
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
Could my tears forever flow?
Could my zeal no anger know?
This for sin could not atone
Thou must save and Thou alone
In my hand no prize I bring
Simply to Thy cross I cling
While I draw this fleeting breath
When my eyes shall close in death
When I rise to worlds unknown
And behold Thee on thy throne
Rock of ages, cleft for me
Let me hide myself in Thee
Let me hide myself in Thee