- Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Grace hath hid me safe in Thee,
Where the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed,
Are of sin the double cure,
Cleansing from its guilt and power.
Not the labour of my hands
Could fulfil the law's demands:
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears for ever flow,
Nought for sin could e'er atone
But Thy blood, and Thine alone.
Found by Thee before I sought,
Unto Thee in mercy brought,
I have Thee for righteousness,
From Thy fulness grace for grace:
Thou hast washed me in Thy blood,
Made me live, and live to God.
While I draw this fleeting breath,
If mine eyelids close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
Still of Thee I'll sing alone:
Rock of ages, cleft for me,
All my boast and joy's in Thee.