The shadow of a great rock in a weary land. Isaiah 32:2
Words: Ray Palmer, 1880.
Music: The Rock (Martine) Joseph Martine, 1900 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Martine (head-and-shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels), would you ?
In the shadow of the Rock let me rest,
When I feel the tempest’s shock thrill my breast;
All in vain the storm shall sweep, while I hide,
And my tranquil station keep by Thy side.
On the parched and desert way where I tread,
With the scorching noontide ray o’er my head;
Let me find a welcome shade, cool and still,
And my weary steps be stayed while I will.
I in peace will rest me there till I see
That the skies again are fair over me;
That the burning heats are past, and the day
Bids the traveler at last go his way.
Then my pilgrim staff I’ll take, and once more
I’ll my onward journey make, as before;
And with joyous heart and strong I will raise
Unto Thee, O Rock! a song glad with praise.