1 O sometimes the shadows are deep,
And rough seems the path to the goal;
And sorrows, how often they sweep
Like tempests down over the soul!

Chorus:
O, then to the rock let me fly,
To the Rock that is higher than I;
O, then to the Rock let me fly,
To the rock that is higher than I.

2 O sometimes how long seems the day,
And sometimes how heavy my feet;
But toiling in life's dusty way,
The Rock's blessed shadow, how sweet! [Chorus]

3 O near to the rock let me keep,
Or blessings or sorrows prevail;
Or climbing the mountain way steep,
Or walking the shadowy vale. [Chorus]