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O Rock of Ages, Hide Thou Me
Sometimes I feel discouraged and think my work in vain, I'm tempted oft to murmur, to grumble and complain; But when I think of Jesus and what He bore for me, Then I cry to the Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me, Blessed Rock of Ages hide Thou me, Not another refuge, only Thee; Sometimes I'm weary, so sad and blue, Sometimes vain hopes bedim my view, Then I cry to the Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
I have a friend in Jesus, blest anchor of the soul, I feel His presence ever when stormy billows roll; And when I think of Jesus and what He bore for me, Then I cry to the Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me, Blessed Rock of Ages hide Thou me, Not another refuge, only Thee; Sometimes I'm weary, so sad and blue, Sometimes vain hopes bedim my view, Then I cry to the Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
Sometimes I feel I cannot go one step further on , My body's waxing older and falt'ring steps begun; But when I think of Jesus and what He bore for me, Then I cry to the Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me, Blessed Rock of Ages hide Thou me, Not another refuge, only Thee; Sometimes I'm weary, so sad and blue, Sometimes vain hopes bedim my view, Then I cry to the Blessed Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.