Rock of Ages
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.
Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.
Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.
While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
[originally When my eye-strings break in death]
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.
Words by: Augustus M. Toplady, 1776
ht: Cyberhymnal
that’s a great picture where is it??
Haven’t sang this hymnal in ages. So appropriate for your awesome photo.
Paz
Ellen, that land in the forground looks like suede. The lighting and composition are wonderful. Oh and the hymn, forgot to mention,… I don’t remember singing the other verses but the words are great aren’t they.
Such a beautiful picture! And thank you for the hymn this morning!
A perfect picture for that old favorite! Thanks, Ellen.
What a great shot of Morro Bay! Perfect picture for this hymn!
A great and wonderful hymn, beautifully accompanied by your image.
Great hymn!! Thanks for sharing.
i can hear my grandmother singing that song right now. it was one of her favorites and even though she was not a great singer, you could hear her over everyone else on sunday morning! thank you for your beautiful blog and allowing that memory to surface!