In the Cleft of the Rock
Monday, March 29th, 2010
(Psalm 91)
In the mountain of His majesty
My God has carved a cleft–
A secret place where I might hide
When soul is lost, bereft.
Dwelling in this Most High place
I find a refuge sure;
Abiding in His shade becomes
My resting place secure.
Though cares descend with dark’ning cloud
That Providence may bring,
There is no safer place to dwell
Than the shadow of His wing.
In the shadow of His presence
All dark is filled with light
When saturated by the One
Whose glory shines so bright.
©2007 by Patricia S. Baker
First printed by Live, (Winter 2007-2008)