GOD IS THE REFUGE OF HIS SAINTS
[1]
God is the refuge of his saints,
when storms of sharp distress invade;
ere we can offer our complaints,
behold him present with his aid!
[2]
Let mountains from their seats be hurled
down to the deep, and buried there,
convulsions shake the solid world,
our faith shall never yield to fear.
[3]
Loud may the troubled ocean roar,
in sacred peace our souls abide,
while every nation, every shore,
tremb1es and dreads the swelling tide.
[4]
There is a stream, whose gentle flow
makes glad the city of our God,
life, love, and joy still gliding through,
and watering our divine abode.
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That sacred stream, thy holy word,
our grief allays, our fear controls;
sweet peace thy promises afford,
and give new strength to fainting souls.
[6]
Sion enjoys her Monarch's love,
secure against the threatening hour;
nor can her firm foundation move,
built on his truth and armed with power.
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