Wild waves come rushing in,

Crashing, breaking on the rocky shore,

Filling the air with salty spray.

They roar and foam like wild beasts,

Made with rage, unable to touch us,

To hurt me and mine, safe within our house of stone.

The storm howls ‘round about us,

Screaming winds pull and push,

Like giants of Goliath’s race,

Hating those of David’s faith,

They beat the walls and roof,

But cannot harm us, safe within our house of stone.

Then the rains come pounding, pouring,

Like the floodgates opened wide,

They try to wash our house away,

But set upon a firm foundation,

Built to stand the test of nature,

                                 Generations still will live, safe within our house of stone.