143    7s     Augustus Toplady
Rock Smitten; or the Rock of Ages. 1 Cor. 10. 4; Ps. 51. 2

1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me;
  Let me hide myself in thee;
  Let the water and the blood,
  From thy riven side which flowed,
  Be of sin the double cure,
  Cleanse me from its guilt and power.

2 [Not the labour of my hands,
  Can fulfil thy law’s demands;
  Could my zeal no respite know,
  Could my tears for ever flow,
  All for sin could not atone;
  Thou must save, and thou alone.]

3 [Nothing in my hand I bring;
  Simply to thy cross I cling;
  Naked, come to thee for dress;
  Helpless, look to thee for grace;
  Foul, I to the fountain fly;
  Wash me, Saviour, or I die.]

4 While I draw this fleeting breath,
  When my eye-strings break in death,
  When I soar through tracts unknown,
  See thee on thy judgment throne,
  Rock of Ages, cleft for me;
  Let me hide myself in thee.