Scripture Verse

The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God. Psalm 62:7


Fanny Crosby

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, 1900. Some hym­nals give the au­thor as Grace J. Fran­ces, one of Fan­ny’s pseu­do­nyms.

Music: Hu­bert Hu­bert P. Main (🔊 pdf nwc).

Hubert P. Main


’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.


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.

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


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


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.