The Sheltering Rock (Crosby)

Come stay thy feet by the shel­tr’ing Rock

And sweet thy rest will be;

Come lave thy brow in the spray that falls

So clear and cool for thee;

Too long has thou lin­gered away

But mercy is plead­ing with thee;

O stay thy feet by the shel­tr’ing Rock

And sweet thy rest will be.

Then hide thee

hide thee

In the cleft of the Rock;

Hide thee

hide thee

Hide in the cleft of the Rock.

Come bring thy heart to the shel­tr’ing Rock

And all thy weight of care;

Look up

the light of a Sav­ior’s love

Is smil­ing bright­ly there;

He wait­eth to wel­come thee home

O breathe but one pe­ni­tent pray­er;

The blood that flows from His wound­ed side

Thro’ faith will cleanse thee there.