Classic Poem

Thou art; there is no stay but in Thy love;
Thy strength remains; it built the eternal hills;
It speaks the word forever heard above,
And all creation with its presence fills;
Upon it let me stand and I shall live;
Thy strength shall fasten me forever fixed,
And to my soul its sure foundations give,
When earth and sky thy word in one has mixed;
Rooted in Thee no storm my branch shall tear,
But with each day new sap shall upward flow,
And for thy vine the clustering fruit shall bear;
That with each rain the lengthening shoots may grow,
Till o'er Thy Rock its leaves spread far and wide,
And in its green embrace its Parent hide.