My Rock of Ages too many nights I’ve tried | |
Fighting sleep with a crowded mind | |
Several days, all through the night | |
I’m sure I’ve heard the dark angels hum | |
With the melody groaning I couldn’t keep my rest | |
With the melody strong, nearly made me lose my breath | |
Early in the morning, meeting You in the Garden | |
The look of love and lust was in her eyes, yes | |
Hid away when she knew her shame | |
But I too was naked in that rising sun | |
And You still hear me now? | |
I wish I feared You more than this fear inside of me | |
Then I’ll be a witness; can I be a witness to someone? | |
There’s no darkness dark enough to hide | |
From You, my Rock of Ages | |
And would You be all I need? | |
Yes I believe it, despite this constant flight in me | |
I’m asking, would You be all I need? | |
Though the melody is growing strong | |
Thieves coming out in the night | |
And they’ve been trying, trying to take me out before my time | |
They call You Rock of Ages | |
All Consuming Fire, all consuming fire | |
A thousand times that I am falling | |
Will be a thousand times that I will rise | |
And You hear me now? | |
I wish I feared You more than this fear inside I see | |
Then I’d take a good look | |
I’d take a good look in Your eyes as You see through mine | |
Ooh, You’re my Rock of Ages | |
Ooh, my rock, my right, my anchor holding |
My Rock of Ages too many nights I' ve tried | |
Fighting sleep with a crowded mind | |
Several days, all through the night | |
I' m sure I' ve heard the dark angels hum | |
With the melody groaning I couldn' t keep my rest | |
With the melody strong, nearly made me lose my breath | |
Early in the morning, meeting You in the Garden | |
The look of love and lust was in her eyes, yes | |
Hid away when she knew her shame | |
But I too was naked in that rising sun | |
And You still hear me now? | |
I wish I feared You more than this fear inside of me | |
Then I' ll be a witness can I be a witness to someone? | |
There' s no darkness dark enough to hide | |
From You, my Rock of Ages | |
And would You be all I need? | |
Yes I believe it, despite this constant flight in me | |
I' m asking, would You be all I need? | |
Though the melody is growing strong | |
Thieves coming out in the night | |
And they' ve been trying, trying to take me out before my time | |
They call You Rock of Ages | |
All Consuming Fire, all consuming fire | |
A thousand times that I am falling | |
Will be a thousand times that I will rise | |
And You hear me now? | |
I wish I feared You more than this fear inside I see | |
Then I' d take a good look | |
I' d take a good look in Your eyes as You see through mine | |
Ooh, You' re my Rock of Ages | |
Ooh, my rock, my right, my anchor holding |
My Rock of Ages too many nights I' ve tried | |
Fighting sleep with a crowded mind | |
Several days, all through the night | |
I' m sure I' ve heard the dark angels hum | |
With the melody groaning I couldn' t keep my rest | |
With the melody strong, nearly made me lose my breath | |
Early in the morning, meeting You in the Garden | |
The look of love and lust was in her eyes, yes | |
Hid away when she knew her shame | |
But I too was naked in that rising sun | |
And You still hear me now? | |
I wish I feared You more than this fear inside of me | |
Then I' ll be a witness can I be a witness to someone? | |
There' s no darkness dark enough to hide | |
From You, my Rock of Ages | |
And would You be all I need? | |
Yes I believe it, despite this constant flight in me | |
I' m asking, would You be all I need? | |
Though the melody is growing strong | |
Thieves coming out in the night | |
And they' ve been trying, trying to take me out before my time | |
They call You Rock of Ages | |
All Consuming Fire, all consuming fire | |
A thousand times that I am falling | |
Will be a thousand times that I will rise | |
And You hear me now? | |
I wish I feared You more than this fear inside I see | |
Then I' d take a good look | |
I' d take a good look in Your eyes as You see through mine | |
Ooh, You' re my Rock of Ages | |
Ooh, my rock, my right, my anchor holding |