Blessed Lord, in Thee Is Refuge

Verse 1

Blessed Lord, in thee is refuge, safety for my trembling soul: pow'r to lift my head when drooping 'midst the angry billow's roll. I will trust thee, I will trust thee, I will trust thee, all my life thou shalt control; all my life thou shalt control.

Verse 2

In the past, too, unbelieving, 'midst the tempest I have been, and my heart has slowly trusted what my eyes have never seen. Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus, teach me on thine arm to lean; teach me on thine arm to lean.

Verse 3

Oh, for trust that brings the triumph when defeat seems strangely near; oh, for faith that changes fighting ito vict'ry's ringing cheer! Faith triumphant, faith triumphant, faith triumphant, knowing not defeat or fear; knowing not defeat or fear.