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OUR REFUGE

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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Apr 14, 1887

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 13, No. 15.

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OUR REFUGE.

Thou art, indeed, our refuge, Lord, And our exceeding great reward. A covert from the tempest wild, To many a weary, storm-tossed child.
We trust in thee; thou art our God; Our comfort is thy staff and rod. Thy rod corrects us when we stray; Thy staff supports us day by day.
Thou art our everlasting Rock; We build on thee, and fear no shock Of beating flood or stream can tear Us from our sure foundation there.
Thou art our strength; 'tis through thy might Our enemies are put to flight. In vain they strive against thy power; Their arms are broken in an hour.
Thou, Lord, our hope and trust shalt be, Till time shall meet eternity. And when shall end these fleeting years, And thou hast wiped away our tears, Glad praises we will sweetly sing To thee, our Saviour, God, and King.