If I stand on the rock of faith

If I stand on the rock of faith

   Then He will not let me down;

My spirit need ask and wait -

   Anticipating what is found.

 

Hold back my scourge, Adonai -

   With the power of Your hands.

Your ears have heard my cry;

   My lowly heart withstands.

 

Your peace is what I desire

   Although it appears remote.

He declares it in my hour

   That will find me alone

 

And set my heart to fly off -

   Flying so wild and light -

Ever bearing to all the rock

   From which I took to flight.