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, When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee.Алтарь вот btẖqẗ ạ̉tqdm Мына бүгүн биз кедик On the Happy Golden Shore/Life at Best is Very Brief tʿlyq 3 От Величия Бога трепещет ночь Замон ба камол расид, Худо фиристод Ӯро Canto d'autunno nsẖyd ạlṣlyb Love without measure
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