Augustus Toplady / Thomas Hastings · 1763
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CRock of Ages, Fcleft for Cme
Let me hide myGself in CThee
CLet the water Fand the Cblood
From Thy wounded Gside which Cflowed
CBe of sin the Fdouble Ccure
Save from wrath and Gmake me Cpure
Verse 2
CNot the labors Fof my Chands
Can fulfill Thy Glaw's Cdemands
CCould my zeal Fno respite Cknow
Could my Gtears forever Cflow
CAll for sin could Fnot Catone
Thou must save, Gand Thou Calone
Verse 3
CNothing in my Fhand I Cbring
Simply to Thy Gcross I Ccling
CNaked, come to FThee for Cdress
Helpless, look to GThee for Cgrace
CFoul, I to the Ffountain Cfly
Wash me, Savior, Gor I Cdie
Verse 4
CWhile I draw Fthis fleeting Cbreath
When mine eyes shall Gclose in Cdeath
CWhen I soar Fto worlds Cunknown
See Thee on GThy judgment Cthrone
CRock of Ages, cleft Ffor Cme
Let me hide Gmyself in CThee