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Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 3

There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God;
Life, love, and joy still gliding through,
And watering our divine abode:—

Verse 4

That sacred stream, thy holy word,—
That all our raging fear controls:
Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls.

Verse 1

My God, my Father, while I stray
Far from my home, in life’s rough way,
Oh, teach me from my heart to say,
“Thy will be done!”

Verse 2

If thou should’st call me to resign
What most I prize--it ne’er was mine--
I only yield thee what was thine--
“Thy will be done!”

Verse 3

If but my fainting heart be blest
With thy sweet Spirit for its guest,
My God! to thee I leave the rest--
“Thy will be done!”

Verse 4

Renew my will from day to day;
Blend it with thine, and take away
All that now makes it hard to say,
“Thy will be done!”

Verse 5

Then, when on earth I breathe no more
The pray’r, oft mixed with tears before,
I’ll sing upon a happier shore,
“Thy will be done!”

Verse 1

Cast thy burden on the Lord,
Only lean upon his word;
Thou wilt soon have cause to bless
His eternal faithfulness.

Verse 2

He sustains thee by his hand,
He enables thee to stand;
Those whom Jesus once hath loved,
From his grace are never moved.

Verse 3

Heaven and earth may pass away,
God’s free grace shall not decay;
He hath promised to fulfill
All the pleasure of his will.

Verse 4

Jesus! Guardian of thy flock,
Be thyself our constant Rock;
Make us, by thy powerful hand,
Strong as Zion’s mountain stand.

Verse 1

Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe on his gentle breast,
There by his love o’ershaded,
Sweetly my soul shall rest.
Hark! ’tis the voice of angels,
Borne in a song to me,
Over the fields of glory,
Over the jasper sea.

Refrain

Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe on his gentle breast,
There by his love o’ershaded,
Sweetly my soul shall rest.

Verse 2

Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe from corroding care,
Safe from the world’s temptations
Sin cannot harm me there.
Free from the blight of sorrow,
Free from my doubts and fears;
Only a few more trials,
Only a few more tears!

Verse 3

Jesus, my heart’s dear refuge,
Jesus has died for me;
Firm on the Rock of Ages
Ever my trust shall be.
Here let me wait with patience,
Wait till the night is o’er;
Wait till I see the morning
Break on the golden shore.

Verse 1

He leadeth me! oh! blessed tho’t,
Oh! words with heav’nly comfort fraught;
Whate’er I do, where’er I be,
Still ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me.

Refrain

He leadeth me! he leadeth me!
By his own hand he leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be,
For by his hand he leadeth me.

Verse 2

Sometimes ‘mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden’s bowers bloom,
By waters still, o’er troubled sea--
Still ’tis his hand that leadeth me.

Verse 3

Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine.
Nor ever murmur or repine--
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since ’tis my God that leadeth me.

Verse 4

And when my task on earth is done,
When by thy grace, the vict’ry’s won,
E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee,
Since God thro’ Jordan leadeth me.

Verse 1

Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe on His gentle breast,
There by His love o’ershaded,
Sweetly my soul shall rest.
Hark! ’tis the voice of angels,
Borne in a song to me,
Over the fields of glory,
Over the jasper sea.