To the shadow of the Rock, in a thirsty land I flee,
To the shadow of the Rock just before me;
My Redeemer bids me go, and how sweet my rest will be,
With his tender, loving smile beaming o’er me.

Refrain:
Oh, what a refuge from ev’ry throbbing care!
Oh, what a refuge! my only hope is there;
My Redeemer bids me go, and how sweet my rest will be,
With his tender, loving smile beaming o’er me.

To the shadow of the Rock, where so many pilgrim feet,
In their joyful, joyful haste now are turning;
Where their weary, troubled hearts find a sure and safe retreat,
And the blessed lamp of faith still is burning. [Refrain]

To the shadow of the Rock, where the peaceful waters glide,
Peaceful waters from the pure crystal river,
In the shadow of the Rock, in its clef my soul shall hide
With my blessed Lord to dwell, and forever. [Refrain]