| Song | In The Rifted Rock I’m Resting |
| Album | Top Sacred Songs |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
| Writer(s) | Lewis Hartsough |
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| Tags | In The Rifted Rock I’m Resting |
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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:
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.
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 A Stormy Sea I’ve Traversed,
Many A Tempest Shock Have Known;
Have Been Driven, Without Anchor,
On The Barren Shore And Lone.
Yet I Now Have Found A Haven,
Never Moved By Tempest Shock,
Where My Soul Is Safe For Ever,
In The Blessed Rifted Rock.
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
