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Crucified to all below,
Earth shall never be my care ; Wealth and honour I forego,
This my only wish and prayer ;Thine in life and death to be, Now, and to eternity!
"I WILL PUT THEE IN A CLEFT OF THE ROCK."
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!
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!
Nothing in my hand I bring ;
Simply to Thy cross I cling ;
Naked, come to Thee for dress ;
Helpless, look to Thee for grace;
Vile, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my 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!
“IN THE NIGHT HIS SONG SHALL BE WITH ME.”
What though my frail eyelids refuse
Continual watchings to keep,
And, punctual as midnight renews,
Demand the refreshment of sleep;
A Sovereign Protector I have,
Unseen, yet for ever at hand,
Unchangeably faithful to save,
Almighty to rule and command.
From evil secure, and its dread,
I rest, if my Saviour is nigh ;
And songs his kind presence, indeed,
Shall in the night season supply;
He smiles, and my comforts abound,
His grace as the dew shall descend,
And walls of salvation surround
The soul he delights to defend.
Kind Author and ground of my hope,
Thee, thee, for my God I avow,
My glad Ebenezer set up,
And own Thou hast helped me till now :
I muse on the years that are past,
Wherein my defence thou hast proved ;
Nor wilt Thou relinquish at last
A sinner so signally loved.
Inspirer and Hearer of prayer,
Thou Shepherd and Guardian of Thine!
My all to Thy covenant care,
I, sleeping and waking, resign ;
If Thou art my shield and my sun,
The night is no darkness to me;
And fast as my moments roll on,
They bring me but nearer to Thee.
Thy ministering spirits descend,
To watch while Thy saints are asleep,
By day and by night they attend,
The heirs of salvation to keep;
Bright seraphs, despatched from the throne,
Repair to the stations assigned ;
And angels elect are sent down,
To guard the elect of mankind.