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CHRIST IS MY ROCK

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Sep 22, 1874

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 44, No. 14.

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CHRIST IS MY ROCK.

Christ is my Rock—foundation sure, On which I build my faith and hope; ’Mid earthly tempests still secure, Exultingly my soul looks up— While furious winds and beating rain, And sweeping flood assail in vain.
Christ is my Rock—within whose side I’ve found a cleft—a safe retreat— There ’mid life’s woes I ever hide, And find in him communion sweet Till earthly storms shall all pass o’er, And I shall gain the heavenly shore.
Christ is my Rock—when hosts of foes In dread array my soul surround, And earth and hell my way oppose, They cannot my calm heart confound; The Eternal Rock is my defense— My refuge is Omnipotence!
Christ is my Rock—whence waters sweet In rich profusion ceaseless flow, To cheer me ’mid the burning heat As through life’s wilderness I go. Oh! thirsting souls come drink with me, These living streams—so pure—so free.
Christ is my Rock—beneath whose shade While wand’ring in this weary land, Drooping and faint my steps I’ve stayed, And ’mid the desert’s burning sand— Thus sheltered from the scorching sun, I rest me till the heat is gone.
Christ is my Rock—when wrecked by sin, And whelmed beneath despair’s dark wave, Death claimed me for his prey—Oh! then I saw an arm stretched out to save! And to that blessed Rock it led: The Rock that towered above my head!
Yes, there I found my rest, my hope, My peace, my joy, my happy home! Oh! how my thankful soul mounts up To think when earth’s dread storm shall come, In nature’s last convulsive shock, I shall exult in Christ my Rock.