64. The Blessed Rock of Ages

1 My feet were in the miry clay
Until my Saviour came this way;
They’re safe upon the Rock today,
The blessed Rock of Ages.

Chorus:
O, restful Rock of Ages,
O peaceful Rock of Ages
Out of the miry clay,
Upon the Rock today;
The blessed Rock of Ages.

2 No more upon the sinking sand,
The storms may rage on ev’ry hand,
I’m not afraid, where now I stand,
Upon the Rock of Ages. [Chorus]

3 Oh, sure foundation for my feet,
While dreadful storms around me beat;
I’ll cling to Thee, thou refuge sweet—
Thou blessed Rock of Ages. [Chorus]

4 Oh, shelter for the tempest-tried,
Oh, blessed cleft wherein to hide,
In Thee, in Thee will I abide—
Thou blessed Rock of Ages. [Chorus]

Text Information
First Line: My feet were in the miry clay
Title: The Blessed Rock of Ages
Author: Harriet E. Jones
Refrain First Line: O, restful Rock of Ages
Language: English
Publication Date: 1890
Tune Information
Name: [My feet were in the miry clay]
Composer: Fred A. Fillmore



Media
MIDI file: MIDI

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