If life’s pleasures charm you, give them not your heart,

Lest the gift ensnare you from your God to part;

His favor seek, his praises speak;

Fix here your hope’s foundation;

Serve him, and he will ever be

The Rock of your Salvation.

2 If distress befall you, painful though it be,

Let not grief appall you—to your Saviour flee;

He ever near, your prayer will hear,

And calm your perturbation;

The waves of woe shall ne’er o’erflow

The Rock of your Salvation.

3 When earth’s prospects fail you, let it not distress,

Better comforts wait you—Christ will surely bless;

To Jesus flee—your prop he’ll be,

Your heavenly consolation;

For griefs below can not o’erthrow

The Rock of your Salvation.

4 Dangers may approach you; let them not alarm;

Christ will ever watch you, and protect from harm,

He near you stands, with mighty hands

To ward off each temptation;

To Jesus fly; he’s ever nigh,

The Rock of your Salvation.

5 Let not death alarm you, shrink not from his blow;

For your God shall arm you, and victory bestow,

For death shall bring to you no sting,

The grave no desolation:

’Tis sweet to die with Jesus nigh,

The Rock of your Salvation.