By A Collection of Hymns

      6-7s. Isaiah xxvi. 4.
      1 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 wrath and make me pure.

      2 Could my tears for ever 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.

      3 While I draw this fleeting breath,
      When my eyes shall close in death,
      When I rise to worlds unknown,
      And behold thee on thy throne,
      Rock of ages, cleft for me,
      Let me hide myself in thee.