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 TheeIn 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!'
