Rock of Ages let our song praise your saving power;
You amid the raging foes,
Were our sheltering tower
Furious they assailed us,
But your arm availed us,
And your word broke their sword,
When our own strength failed us.
And your word broke their sword,
When our own strength failed us.

Children of the Macccabees (sp?)
Whether free or fettered
Wake the echoes of the songs
Where you may be scattered
Yours the message cheering
That the time is nearing
Which will see-all men free
And tyrants disappearing
Which will see-all men free
Tyrants disappearing