The Rifted Rock

In the rifted Rock I' m resting, Sure and safe from all alarm; Storms and billows have united, All in vain, to do me harm: In the rifted Rock I' m resting; Surf is dashing at my feet, Storm clouds dark are o' er me hov' ring, Yet my rest is all complete.

In the rifted Rock I' m resting; Sure and safe from all alarm, Storms and billows have united All in vain, to do me harm.

Many a stormy sea I' ve traversed, Many a tempest shock have known; Have been driven, without anchor, On the barren shores and lone. But I now have found a haven Never moved by tempest shock, Where my soul is safe forever, In the blessed rifted Rock.