Rock of Ages

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the heavens all aglow
See 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 hands I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling;
Let me come to thee for dress;
Grant this humble life be blessed

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.