Rock Of AgesBy A. M. Toplady (1740-1778)
Rock of Ages! cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Cleansing from its guilt and power.
Not the labor of my hands
Could fulfil the law's demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears for ever flow,
Nought for sins could e'er atone
But Thy blood, and Thine alone.
Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to Thyself 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.
Found by Thee before I sought,
Unto Thee in mercy brought;
I have Thee for righteousness,
From Thy fulness grace on grace;
Thou hast washed me in Thy blood,
Made me live and live to God.
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Rock Of Ages