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