The Sure Foundation

There stands a Rock on shores of time
That rears to heav'n its head sublime;
That Rock is cleft, and they are blest
Who find within this cleft a rest.

Some build their hopes on the
ever drifting sand,
Some on their fame, or their treasure,
or their land;
Mine's on a Rock that forever will stand,
Jesus, the "Rock of Ages."

That Rock's a cross, its arms outspread,
Celestial glory bathes its head;
To its firm base my all I bring,
And to the Rock of Ages cling.

That Rock's a tow'r, whose lofty height,
Illum'd with heav'n's unclouded light,
Opes wide its gate beneath the dome
Where saints find rest with Christ at home.

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