Rock of Ages
T BROWN, TRADITIONAL
Rock of ages cleft for me let me hide myself in Thee
Let the water and the blood from Thy wounded side which fload
Thee of sin the double cure save from raft and make me pure
While I draw this pleading breath when my eyes shall close in death
When I rise to worlds unknown and behold the own Thy throne
Rock of ages cleft for me let me hime myself in Thee