Thou art my Rock, O blessed Redeemer, Thou art my Refuge where I may hide ; Thou art my Rock to shelter and bless me ; Ever in Thee I safely abide.
Thou art my Rock, . . . O blessed Redeemer, . . . Thou art my Friend, . . . and Thou art my Guide ; . . . Thou art my Hope, . . . and Thou art my Saviour, . . . Thou art my Trust ; ... in Thee will I hide. . . .
2. Thou art my Rock when sin is inviting, Thou art my Rock when trial is near; Thou art my Rock when sorrow is smiting, Thou art my Rock; why then should I fear ?
3. Thou art my Rock, temptations defying, Thou art my Friend unchanging and sure; Wholly on Thee my soul is relying, Ever to keep me faithful and pure.
4. Thou art my Rock; when kingdom and nation, Ruler and crown, have crumbled to dust ; Thou shalt remain my Rock of salvation, Rock everlasting, Thee will I trust.