The Rock That Is Higher Than I

Oh! some­times the sha­dows are deep

And rough seems the path to the goal

And sor­rows

some­times how they sweep

Like tem­pests down ov­er the soul.

O then to the Rock let me fly

To the Rock that is high­er than I

O then to the Rock let me fly

To the Rock that is high­er than I!

Oh! some­times how long seems the day

And some­times how wea­ry my feet!

But toil­ing in life’s dus­ty way

The Rock’s bless­èd sha­dow

how sweet!

Then near to the Rock let me keep

If bless­ings or sor­rows pre­vail

Or climb­ing the mount­ain way steep

Or walk­ing the sha­dowy vale.