Sometimes, I feel, discouraged,
And I think, my works in vain,
I'm tempted oft, to many,
To grumble and complain,
Oh but then, I think, of Jesus,
And, why He's died, for me,
And then I cry, 'Oh Rock, of Ages,
Hide Thou me!'
Oh, Rock, of Ages,
Hide thou me,
There is no other Refuge,
Can save Lord, can save Lord, but Thee,
And through, this dark world, I've wandered,
As far from Thee, oh,
But then I cry, 'Oh Rock, of Ages,
Hide thou me!'
Oh, oh, Rock of Ages,
Hide Thou me,
There is no other Refuge,
Can save, but Thee
In this dark world I've wandered,
Far, from Thee,
But then I cry 'Oh Rock of Ages, Hide Thou me!'
But then I cry 'Oh Rock of Ages, Hide Thou me!'
