God is our refuge in distress

Verse 1

God is our Refuge in distress, A present help when dangers press; In Him, undaunted, we'll confide, Though earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost, Torn piecemeal by the roaring tide.

Verse 2

A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our Lord shall fill, The royal seat of God most high; God dwells in Sion, whose fair towers Shall mock th' assaults of earthly powers, While His Almighty aid is nigh.

Verse 3

Submit to God's Almighty sway, For Him the heathen shall obey, And earth her sovereign Lord confess: The God of hosts conducts our arms, Our tower of refuge in alarms, As to our fathers in distress.