Rock of Ages, cleft for me, <br /> Let me hide myself in Thee! <br /> Let the Water and the Blood, <br /> From thy riven Side which flow'd, <br /> Be of Sin the double Cure, <br /> Cleanse me from its Guilt and Pow'r. <br /> Not the Labours of my Hands <br /> Can fulfil thy Law's demands: <br /> Could my Zeal no respite know, <br /> Could my Tears for ever flow, <br /> All for Sin could not atone: <br /> Thou must save, and Thou alone! <br /> <br /> <br /> Nothing in my Hand I bring; <br /> Simply to thy Cross I cling; <br /> Naked, come to Thee for Dress; <br /> Helpless, look to Thee for Grace; <br /> Foul, I to the Fountain fly: <br /> Wash me, SAVIOUR, or I die! <br /> Whilst I draw this fleeting Breath-- <br /> When my Eye-strings break in Death-- <br /> When I soar through tracts unknown-- <br /> See Thee on thy Judgment-Throne-- <br /> ROCK of Ages, cleft for me, <br /> Let me hide myself in Thee!<br /><br />Augustus Montague Toplady<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rock-og-ages/
