Young Toplady was watching the storm clouds form as he walked along the road of the nearby village.
The young preacher was searching for shelter when he came upon an opening in the side of the mountain. A cleft in the rock…
Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee.
“The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.” (Psalms 18:3, NIV)