Christ a Rock glorious

THe Rock of Ages Lord thou art,
On thee we do depend;
Upon this Rock let us be built,
And then let Rains descend:

Let Floods rise high, and let Storms beat
We shall securely stand,
Whilst others Fall, Lord, will be great,
Who build upon the Sand.

O in this Rock let us be hid,
And then we will not fear;
Though Seas do swell, and Waves do roar,
And dangers great are near.

In this sweet Rock we Honey find,
And living Waters flow;
This Rock likewise does Jewels sweat,
Here's golden Mines also.

This Rock is high, mount up with speed,
You Canaan may espy;
If you by Faith ascend this Rock,
To you it will seem nigh.

Here let us dwell, the shadow's good
For such who weary be;
The hungry soul here may have food,
And be from dangers free.

Then sing ye praise unto your Rock,
No Rock is like to this;
The Rock of our Salvation great
A Sanctuary is.

Do not forsake your Rock be sure,
O sing continually;
Our dwelling place it is secure,
Praise him that dwells on high.