Christ is my rock, my Refuge.

my stronghold.

Firm as the tree’s root

that clutches the land,

He who has faith,

builds without worry

not like a man

Who builds upon sand,

I set my house

on a solid foundation.

Christ is my Rock,

the root of my soul’s recreation.

1. I know a man who loved to live free

He pitched his tent

by the side of the sea,

It stood near the surf

and was washed by the spray

till one day a wave came

and washed it away.

2. I know a man

who loved to live high.

He built his castle

near up to the sky

Through summer and spring

It stood pretty well

when winter winds whistled

It toppled and fell.

3. I know a man

a cool one to know.

He built his house

out of ice and of snow

In chill isolation

his night work was done

But it melted away

with the warm morning sun.

4. I know a man

who built out of straw,

the flimsiest fellow

That I ever saw

One day a spark set it to flame

And nothing was left

to remember his name.