Like A Rock In The Billows I Would Stable Be,
Till The Storm Is Overpast;
Then I Long To Harbor, Lord, With Thee,
In My Heavenly Home At Last.

If I Trust In Jesus, And Obey His Word,
If I Lean Upon His Breast;
If I Keep Low Down At His Feet, I Know
He Will Give Me Peace And Rest.

Like A Rock In The Billows I Would Never Yield
To The Angry Tossing Wave;
I Would Cling To Christ, My Sun And Shield,
For His Power Alone Can Save.

Like A Rock In The Billows Of A Boiling Sea,
When Its Waters Leap And Foam,
I Would Rest Secure, My Lord, In Thee,
Till The Trumpet Calls Me Home.

Like A Rock In The Billows I Would Fearless Stand,
And Defy The Threatening Blast;
For The Savior Holds Me By The Hand,
Till The Raging Storm Is Past.

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