Sweetly Resting

In the rift­ed rock I’m rest­ing;

Safely shel­tered

I ab­ide.

There no foes nor storms mo­lest me

While with­in the cleft I hide.

Now I’m rest­ing

sweet­ly rest­ing

In the cleft once made for me.

Jesus

bless­èd Rock of Ag­es

I will hide my­self in Thee.

Long pur­sued by sin and Sa­tan

Weary

sad

I longed for rest.

Then I found this heav’n­ly shel­ter

Opened in my Sav­ior’s breast.

Peace which pass­eth un­der­stand­ing

Joy the world can nev­er give

Now in Je­sus I am find­ing;

In His smiles of love I live.

In the rift­ed rock I’ll hide me

Till the storms of life are past;

All se­cure in this blest re­fuge

Heeding not the fierc­est blast.