Thou art my rock in the wide des­ert land,
Sheltered by Thee here in safe­ty I stand;
What tho’ the storms and the tem­pests may beat,
What tho’ the sun pour its fierce noon­tide heat:

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Sheltered by Thee, shel­tered by Thee,
Here in the sha­dow from dan­ger I’m free.

Once I was wan­d’ring ex­posed to the storm,
Refuge there was none to shield me from harm;
Then ’twas I found in the broad des­ert way
Christ as my rock and with glad­ness could say:

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Come to the rock so ma­jes­tic and grand;
Here in its shel­ter a mill­ion may stand;
Each one may feel that his hope here is sure,
Each one may say in his safe­ty secure:

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