In The Cleft Of The Rock Let Me Hide

by Lizzie Ashbaugh

Oh Father! while here thro' life's pathway I stray,
With the rays of the sun beating down on my way
While the sands of the desert are scorching and dry,
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

Lead me to the rock! in its shade I would rest;
When so weary of travel, when faint and oppres'd
To that shelter I'd haste, to that refuge I'd fly;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

And then tho' the clouds gather thick o'er my head,
While the darkness envelops the pathway I tread,
Then, oh Father! when darkness and tempests are nigh,
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

Lead me to the rock that was smitten to show,
Where the cool, living waters forever shall flow;
There my thirst let me quench in that stream flowing by;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

Lead me to the rock in my journey at last,
When the desert's gone over, the wilderness past,
Even then though death's billows be raging and high,
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I

Chorus

In the cleft of the rock let me hide,
To be sheltered from tempest and tide,
Let me rest till the storm passes by,
'Neath the rock that is higher than I.