As Some Tall Rock Amidst the Waves

As some tall rock amidst the waves

The fu­ry of the tem­pest braves;

While fierce the bil­lows

toil­ing high

Break at its foot and mur­mur­ing die:

Thus they

who in the Lord con­fide

Though foes as­sault on ev­ery side;

Cannot be moved or ov­er­thrown

For Je­sus makes their cause His own.

So faith­ful Ste­phen

un­dis­mayed

The mal­ice of the Jews sur­veyed;

The ho­ly joy which filled his breast

A lus­ter on his face im­pressed.

Behold! he said

the world of light

Is op­ened to my strength­ened sight;

My glo­ri­ous Lord app­ears in view

That Je­sus

whom ye late­ly slew.

With such a friend and wit­ness near

No form of death could make him fear;

Calm

midst the show­er of stones

he kneels

And on­ly for his mur­der­ers feels.

May we

by faith

pe­rceive Thee thus

Dear Sav­ior

ev­er near to us!

This fight

through life

our peace shall keep

And death be feared no more than sleep.