…three of the clarion cries of the Reformation; all so powerful and true, and all so beautifully and artfully expressed in one of our very favourite hymns.

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

Not the labors 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 to this world I bring,
Naked 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!

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyelids close 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