O sometimes the shadows are deep, And rough seems the path to the goal, And sorrows, sometimes how they sweep Like tempests down over the soul!
O then to the Rock let me fly, To the Rock that is higher than I; O then to the Rock let me fly, To the Rock that is higher than I!
2.
O sometimes how long seems the day, And sometimes how weary my feet; But toiling in life’s dusty way, The Rock’s blessèd shadow, how sweet!
O then to the Rock let me fly To the Rock that is higher than I O then to the Rock let me fly To the Rock that is higher than I!
3.
O near to the Rock let me keep If blessings or sorrows prevail, Or climbing the mountain way steep, Or walking the shadowy vale.
O then to the Rock let me fly To the Rock that is higher than I O then to the Rock let me fly To the Rock that is higher than I!
Music © 1968 Brentwood-Benson Music Publishing Inc. Franklin TN. All Rights Reserved. Used by permission CCLI #11346802