"Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy Cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for Dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Vile, I to the fountain fly, Wash me, Saviour, or I die!"
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The last lines of this stanza are also reported as: "Foul, I to the fountain fly : Wash me, Saviour, or I die!"
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Augustus Toplady
Augustus Montague Toplady (4 November 1740 – 11 August 1778) was an Anglican clergyman and hymn-writer. He was a major Calvinist opponent of John Wesley, but is now primarily remembered as the author of the hymn "Rock of Ages".
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