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Out in the desert of sin Jesus found me,
Lost in the depths of a sinner’s despair;
Gently thro’ paths of forgiveness He led me,
Spreading a feast in the wilderness rare.
With honey from the rock He is feeding His people,
Honey from the rock, honey from the rock;
With honey from the rock He is feeding His people,
Sweet are the gifts of God.
Now from the riches of grace He’s bestowing
Wonderful blessings my joy to complete;
Feeding my soul every day with His bounty—
Honey and milk, and the best of the wheat.
With honey from the rock He is feeding His people,
Honey from the rock, honey from the rock;
With honey from the rock He is feeding His people,
Sweet are the gifts of God.
No one can tell all the joy of redemption;
No one describe half the blessings in store;
No one can measure the bliss of possessing
Knowledge of pardon, and peace evermore.
With honey from the rock He is feeding His people,
Honey from the rock, honey from the rock;
With honey from the rock He is feeding His people,
Sweet are the gifts of God.
Come, sinner, come, there’s a wide invitation;
Come with your sin-burdened, hungering heart;
Think of the joy that is promised the faithful—
In all this blessedness you have a part.
With honey from the rock He is feeding His people,
Honey from the rock, honey from the rock;
With honey from the rock He is feeding His people,
Sweet are the gifts of God.
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Meter:
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11 10 11 10 and refrain
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 81:16;
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HONEY OUT OF THE ROCK
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11 10 11 10 and refrain
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1892
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