That Rock was Christ.@1 Corinthians 10:4
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Lewis T. Hartsough (1828-1919)

Lewis T. Hartsough, in Pure Gold, edited by Robert Lowry & W. Howard Doane (New York: Biglow & Main, 1871), page 134, alt.

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Robert Lowry (1826-1899)

In the rifted rock I’m resting,
Safe and sure from all alarm;
Storms and billows have united
All in vain to do me harm;
In the rifted rock I’m resting,
Surf is dashing at my feet,
Storm clouds dark are o’er me hovering,
Yet my rest is all complete.

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In the rifted rock I’m resting,
Sure and safe from all alarm;
Storms and billows have united
All in vain to do me harm.

Many stormy seas I’ve traversed,
Endless gale and squall have known,
Have been driven without anchor,
On the barren shores, and lone;
Yet I now have found a haven,
Never moved by tempest shock,
Where my soul is safe forever,
In the blessèd rifted rock.

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