1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy rivën side which flowed.
Be of sin the double cure,

Cleanse me from its guilt and power.

2 Not the labours 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 eyelids close 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.

But when morn-ing dawn- eth, Their songs are sweet and

79. SAVIOUR, BREATHE AN EVENING BLESSING.

1 Saviour, breathe an evening bless-ing, Ere repose our

Sin and want we come con-fessing, Thou canst save and Thou canst heal.

Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrows past us fly,