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 which and make me pure.

Could my tears forever flow
Could my zeal no languor know.
These for sin could not atone,
Thou must save, and Thou alone.
In my hand, no price I bring, simply to Thy cross I cling.