Sometimes I feel discouraged,
and think my life in vain.
I'm tempted then to murmur,
and of my lot complain;
But when I think of Jesus,
and all He's done for me,
Then I cry, O Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.
O Rock of Ages, hide Thou me,
No other refuge have I but Thee.
When life's dark vale I wander far, far from Thee;
Then I cry, O Rock of Ages, hide Thou me.