1 ROCK of ages, cleft for me, Grace hath hid me safe in Thee, Where the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Are of sin the double cure, Cleansing from its guilt and power. 2 Not the labour of my hands Could fulfil the law's demands: Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, Nought for sin could e'er atone.

Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me Words by Augustus M. Toplady, Tune: TOPLADY by Thomas Hastings, Key signature: B flat major (2 flats) Public Domain Organ Performance at Hymns Without Words 1. 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.

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"Rock of Ages, cleft for me,let me hide myself in thee; "Cleft, pronunciation:/kleft/ past and past participle of cleave1."Cleft" is a variant of the Old English word "cleave" meaning to adhere.

Rock of Ages Lyrics: Rock of ages cleft for me / Let me hide myself in Thee; / Let the water and the blood / From Thy wounded side which flowed / Let the water and the blood / From Thy wounded side.

And mothers singing rock of ages cleft for me I can see us sittin' round the table When from the family Bible dad would read I can hear my mother softly singing rock of ages Rock of ages rock of ages cleft for me Submit Corrections. Writer(s): C. Gray, P. Buskirk, W. Breeland.

Oh, it is the ‘ROCK of Ages, cleft for me,’ where I must hide! Oh, what a cleaving that was when Jesus died! O my Soul, enter into the hole in Jesus’ side! That is the cleft of the Rock where you must abide to see God!”—Volume 54, Sermon # Spurgeon: “Our sorrows are not worth a thought when once compared with His!

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.