My Soul At Last A Rest Hath Found,
A Rest That Will Not Fail ;
A Sure And Certain Anchorage Ground
In Christ Within The Vail.

O Rock Of Ages, Cleft For Me,
In Thee My Soul Securely Hide !
My Tower Of Strength, I Fly To Thee,
And Safely There Abide.

I’ll Hide Me In This Refuge Strong,
From Every Stormy Blast ;
And Sit And Sing Until The Waves
Of Wrath Are Overpast.

Ye Comfortless And Tempest Tost,
By Sins And Woes Opprest :
Ye Tempted, Troubled, Ruined, Lost,
Come Find In Christ Your Rest !

Ye Thirsty, From This Smitten Rock
Life’s Crystal Water Spring ;
There Hide From Every Stormy Shock,
And Rest, And Drink, And Sing !