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350 The Rock


In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair,
When my heart is o'erwhelmed with its sorrow and care;
From the ends of the earth unto Thee will I cry,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.

When Satan, my foe, comes along like a flood,
Seeks to drive my poor soul from the fountain of good,
I will pray to the Savior who kindly did die,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.

And when I have ended my pilgrimage here,
Then in Jesus' pure righteousness let me appear,
From the swellings of Jordan to Thee will I cry,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.

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