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    Jun 28, 2024 · 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, Save me from its guilt and power. 2 Not the labour of my hands. Can fulfil Thy law's demands; Could my zeal no respite know,

  2. 4 days ago · *HYMN NO. 438 “Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me” 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, cleanse from guilt and make me pure. 2 Not the labors of my hands can fulfill thy law’s demands. Could my zeal no respite know,

  3. Jun 21, 2024 · The song begins with the powerful words, “Rock of Ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in Thee.” This line is a plea for refuge and protection in God’s eternal presence. The metaphor of a rock refers to the unchanging and unwavering nature of God, who is the foundation and source of salvation.

  4. Jun 20, 2024 · As the lyrics declare, “Rock of Ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee,” it is a plea for divine grace and cleansing. The water and blood that flowed from Christ’s wounded side are seen as a double cure for sin, saving the believer from wrath and bringing purity.

  5. Jul 9, 2024 · What an awful day ‘twill be, Christ forever is my refuge. Rock of ages cleft for me. CHORUS. Oh, my loving brother, When the world’s on fire, Don’t you want God’s bosom. To be your pillow, Hide me over in the rock of ages.

  6. Jul 9, 2024 · 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 ...

  7. Jul 2, 2024 · 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. [Save me from its guilt and power.] Not the labor of my hands Can fulfill Thy law’s demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow,