Cleft of The Rock
Walking along a stretch of beachEnjoying the peace of silence
As the waves wash ashore
Over to the left is a rocky hill
As I pass by, I hear a sound
Pssst, pssst over here
At first I'm leary, so to walk
Then I hear it again
Pssst, pssst over here
So I slowly toddle on over
And to my surprise
Out jumps my friend Jesus
Sitting in the cleft of the rock
In a moment of playful banter
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