I’ve been blessed by the opportunity to listen to some of the Founders Week conference held at Moody Bible Institute this week. You can listen online at:
this morning’s concluding hymn was Rock of Ages .. I couldn’t help but be moved powerfully by the truth’s displayed in it’s words.
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 labors of my hands can fulfill thy law's commands; 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.
This hymn was penned by Augustus M. Toplady in the mid 1700’s.