When Wildly Beat The Storms Of Life
When wildly beat the storms of life,
And heavy is the chast’ning rod,
The soul beyond the waves of strife,
Views the Eternal Rock, her God.
“Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;”
My spirit rests in holy calm,
The Rock doth shelter me.
What hope dispels the spirit’s gloom,
When sinking ‘neath affliction’s shock?
Faith, thro’ the vista of the tomb,
Points to the everlasting Rock. [Refrain]
Hope, Grace, and Truth, with gentle hand,
Shall lead a bleeding Saviour’s flock,
And show them, in the promised land,
The shelter of th’Eternal Rock. [Refrain]