In The Rifted Rock I’m Resting,
Safely Sheltered I Abide;
There No Foes Nor Storms Molest Me,
While Within The Cleft I Hide.

Now I’m Resting, Sweetly Resting,
In The Cleft Once Made For Me;
Jesus, Blessed Rock Of Ages,
I Will Hide Myself In Thee.

Long Pursued By Sin And Satan,
Weary, Sad, I Longed For Rest;
Then I Found This Heavenly Shelter
Opened In My Savior’s Breast.

Peace Which Passeth Understanding,
Joy The World Can Never Give,
Now In Jesus I Am Finding,
In His Smiles Of Love I Live.

In The Rifted Rock I’ll Hide Me,
Till The Storms Of Life Are Past;
All Secure In This Blest Refuge,
Heeding Not The Fiercest Blast.

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