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

Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfill thy law's demands;
Could my zeal no respite know
Could my tears forever flow
These for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and thou alone

Nothing in my hand I bring
Simply to the cross I cling;
Naked, come to thee for dress;
Helpless, look to thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die
Wash me, Savior, or I die
Wash me, Savior, or I die

While I draw this fleeting breath
When mine 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
Let me hide myself in thee