Sometimes I feel discouraged and think my life in vain,
I'm tempted oft to murmer, to grumble and complain;
But when I think of Jesus and what He's done for me,
Then I cry, to the Rock of Ages, hide thou me.
O Rock of Ages, hide thou me,
There is no other refuge, none, none but thee;
Through this old world I wandered so far, far from thee,
Then I cry, to the Rock of Ages, hide thou me.
O Rock of Ages, hide thou me,
There is no other refuge, none, none but thee;
Through this old world I wandered so far, far from thee,
Then I cry, to the Rock of Ages, hide thou me.
Then I cry, to the Rock of Ages, hide thou me!