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REFUGE IN STORM

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Apr 17, 1901

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 27, No. 16.

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REFUGE IN STORM.

By Kate Potter

WHEN winter storms are blowing wild, And winter winds can know no rest, How sweet to sing with rhythm mild, “Forever on my Saviour’s breast.”
For raging winds and stormy sea Are ever subject to His will; How peaceful all the waves shall be When Jesus whispers, “Peace, be still.”
And when for days becalmed I lie, And can not spread my sails abroad, How soon He answers to my cry, “Be still, and know that I am God.”
O, may my heart like stormy sea And raging wave obey His word; And answer when He calls to me, “Speak, for Thy servant heareth, Lord.”
Then shall I be in storm or calm Safe and secure, forever blest; And find for every ill a balm Forever on my Saviour’s breast.
—Kate Potter.