The Sheltering Rock

1 A great rock stands in a weary land,
And its shadows fall on the parched sand,
And it calls to the trav’ler passing by:
“I will shelter thee here continually.”
Then why will ye die?
When the shelt’ring rock is standing by;
O why will ye die?

2 A great well lies in a weary land,
And its waters call over life’s rough strand
That the great well is deep, with waters rife,
Springing up into everlasting life.
Then why will ye die?
When the great deep well is standing by;
O why will ye die?

3 A wide fold stands in a weary land,
And the sheep are called on every hand;
And the Shepherd no wand’rer turns away,
But He changes his darkness into day.
Then why will ye die?
When the great, wide fold is standing by;
O why will ye die?

4 A rough cross stands near a city wall,
Where the Saviour died out of love for all,
Where angels still tell the message blest,
That the way now is plain to endless rest.
Then why will ye die?
When the blood-stained cross is standing by;
O why will ye die?

Source: Revival Hymns: a Collection of New and Standard Hymns for Gospel and social meetings, Sunday schools and Young People's Societies #66

• MIDI file from Northfield Hymnal: for use in evangelistic and church services, conventions, sunday schools, and all prayer and social meetings of the church and home #49
  
• MIDI file from Revival Hymns: a Collection of New and Standard Hymns for Gospel and social meetings, Sunday schools and Young People's Societies #66