This hymn came to mind last week when I was writing about a quiet heart being one resting in the Lord, so I looked it up this afternoon. I don’t think I have ever sung it in a congregation: I’ve just heard it on recordings or the radio. Unfortunately the only recording I can find of it is instrumental.
In the rifted Rock I’m resting;
Safely sheltered, I abide.
There no foes nor storms molest me,
While within the cleft I hide.
Now I’m resting, sweetly resting,
In the cleft once made for me.
Jesus, blessèd Rock of Ages,
I will hide myself in Thee.
Long pursued by sin and Satan,
Weary, sad, I longed for rest.
Then I found this heav’nly shelter,
Opened in my Savior’s breast.
Peace which passeth understanding,
Joy the world can never give,
Now in Jesus I am finding;
In His smiles of love I live.
In the rifted Rock I’ll hide me
Till the storms of life are past;
All secure in this blest refuge,
Heeding not the fiercest blast.
~ Mary D. James