Luke 6: 48

My roots run deep into the rock

That shields me from the storm,

And though my world is tossed and whipped

I’ll come to no great harm.

 I may be battered by the gales,

And weep before it’s done,

But with my roots deep in the rock

I know my fights been won. 

I love to rise up in the sun

And feel a gentle breeze,

But I can hold on through a blast

That shatters mighty trees.

For I am rooted in the rock

And my roots still will grow

Deeper each day into that rock

From which true strength will flow.

Luke 6:48
They are like a man building a house, who dug down deep and laid the foundation on rock. When a flood came, the torrent struck that house but could not shake it, because it was well built.