Blessed Rock

Verse 1

’Mid the wild and fearful blast, I have reached the Rock at last; Helpless, weak and sore dismayed, To the cross I’ll cling for aid.

Chorus

Blessèd Rock, whose love divine, Fills with joy this heart of mine; Cross of Him who died for me, Evermore I’ll cling to Thee.

Verse 2

Wrecked by sin, by tempest tossed, Compass, chart and anchor lost; He whose power alone can save, Lulls the wind and stills the wave.

Verse 3

Rock, that hides my trembling soul From the storms that darkly roll; While beneath the surges dash, Thunders roar, and lightnings flash.

Verse 4

When beyond the vale of night I shall soar to realms of light; When mine eyes behold the King, Heart and soul and tongue shall sing.