O safe to the Rock that is higher than I,
My
soul in its conflicts and sorrows would fly;
So
sinful, so weary, Thine, Thine, would I be;
Thou
blest “Rock of Ages,” I’m hiding in Thee.
Refrain
2
In
the calm of the noontide, in sorrow’s lone hour,
In
times when temptation casts over me its power;
In
the tempests of life, on its wide, heaving sea,
Thou
blest “Rock of Ages,“ I’m hiding in Thee.
3
How
oft in the conflict, when pressed by the foe,
I
have fled to my refuge and breathed out my woe;
How
often, when trials like sea billows roll,
Have
I hidden in Thee, O Thou Rock of my soul.