“Oh, safe to the Rock that is higher than I”

Hymn written by W. O. Cushing
  1. OH, safe to the Rock that is higher than I,
    My soul in its conflicts and sorrows would fly;
    So sinful, so weary, Thine, thine would I be;
    Thou blest Rock of Ages, I'm hiding in Thee.

    Hiding in Thee, hiding in Thee,
    Thou blest Rock of Ages, I'm hiding in Thee.
  1. In the calm of the noontide, in sorrow's lone hour,
    In times when temptation casts o'er me its power;
    In the tempests of life, on its wide heaving sea,
    Thou blest Rock of Ages, I'm hiding in Thee.

    Hiding in Thee, hiding in Thee,
    Thou blest Rock of Ages, I'm hiding in Thee.
  1. How oft in the conflict, when pressed by the foe,
    I have fled to my Refuge and breathed out my woe;
    How often, when trials like sea-billows roll,
    Have I hidden in Thee, O Thou Rock of my soul.

    Hiding in Thee, hiding in Thee,
    Thou blest Rock of Ages, I'm hiding in Thee.
    






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