IX.
A ROCK HIGHER THAN I.
(MEASURE ALTERED.)
I turn when afflicted with grief
To the joy which thy presence bestows;
When my pain is deprived of relief,
And my heart well nigh sinks with its woes:
I cry from the ends of the earth,
Unto Thee, O my God, do I cry,
For help from the flood to come forth
To the Rock that is higher than I.