Rock of Ages, cleft for me!
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Rock of Ages, cleft for me!Let me hide myself in thee;Let the water and the blood,From thy wounded side that flowed,Be of sin the perfect cure;Save me, Lord, and make me pure.
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Should my tears forever flow,Should my zeal no languor know,This, for sin, could not atone;Thou must save, and thou alone.In my hand no price I bring;Simply to thy cross I cling.
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When my pilgrimage I close,Victor o'er the last of foes,When I soar to worlds unknown,See thee on thy Judgment throne,—Rock of Ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in thee.