The Sheltering Rock

Verse 1

There is a Rock in a weary land, It's shadow falls on the burning sand, Inviting pilgrims as they pass To seek a shade in a wilderness.

Chorus

Then why will ye die? Oh! why will ye die? When the shelt'ring Rock is so near by, Oh! why will ye die?

Verse 2

There is a Well in a desert plain, It's waters call with entreating strain; "Ho, ev'ry thirsting, sin-sick soul, Come, freely drink, and thou shalt be whole.

Chorus 2

Then why will ye die? Oh! why will ye die? When the living Well is so near by, Oh! why will ye die?

Verse 3

A great fold stands with its portals wide, The sheep astray on the mountain side; The Shepherd climbs o'er mountains steep, He's searching now for His wand'ring sheep.

Chorus 3

Then why will ye die? Oh! why will ye die? When the Shepherd's fold is so near by, Oh! why will ye die?

Verse 4

There is a cross where the Saviour died, His blood flowed out in a crimson tide; A sacrifice for sins of men, And free to all who will enter in.

Chorus 4

Then why will ye die? Oh! why will ye die? When the crimson cross is so near by, Oh! why will ye die?