Our Refuge and Guide by M. C. Wilcox

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 31, 1906

Our Refuge and Guide

By M. C. Wilcox

M. C. WILCOX

Let war’s tumultuous hosts arise to slay; Let earth be reddened with her seas of gore; Let all the world join Armageddon’s fray, Till all the land be wasted o’er and o’er: Yet will I trust; Jehovah is my peace; To Him alone have I surrendered all: From sin’s dread bondage gives He sweet release, Defends me with His own truth’s mighty wall.

Let earthquake’s vibrant throbs sink cities low, O’erthrow their mighty towers in heaps of sand, Strike dumb the great with fell destruction’s blow, And on the fairest lands place death’s dark brand; My trust shall be in God, the Lord Most High, The Rock of Ages, everlasting, sure; He reigns above the wreck of worlds; my cry He hears; the riven Rock will aye endure.

Let storm and tempest rage, and wild winds blow; Let dire disaster cover sea and land; Let plague and pestilence and crime and woe And death and desolation me withstand; Yet will I ever trust; my God shall keep; I’ll hide me in the shadow of His hand; He’ll be my song and joy through shadows deep; He’ll lead me all the way to glory land.

Mountain View, Cal.