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IX. CHRIST OUR REFUGE, STRENGTH, AND
A man shall be as an hiding place from the wind, and a covert from the tempest; as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.-ISAIAH xxxii. 2.
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than 1.-Psalm Ixi. 2.
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life is past : Safe into the haven guide ;
O receive my soul at last !
Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ; Leave, oh, leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stay'd,
All my help from Thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of Thy wing!
Thou, O Christ, art all I want ;
All in all in Thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind ! Just and holy is Thy name,
I am all unrighteousness; Vile and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to pardon all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art,
Freely let me take of Thee ; Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity.
When, overwhelm'd with grief,
My heart within me dies,
To heaven I lift mine eyes.
O lead me to the Rock
That's high above my head,
My shelter and my shade.
Within Thy presence, Lord,
For ever I'll abide ;
The Refuge where I hide.
My soul shall cry to Thee, O Lord !
Ah! why by passing clouds opprest,
Thou art our Refuge: in the day
Awake, sweet harp of Judah, wake!
When God's right arm is bar'd for war,
'Tis He, the Lamb, to whom we fly,
Thus, while we dwell in this low scene,
While yet we sojourn here below,
Yet courage-days and years will glide,
Then pure, immortal, sinless, freed,
HENRY KIRKE WHITE.
Now I have found the blessed ground,
Where my soul's anchor may remain,
Was a propitiation slain :
Tho' strength, and health, and friends be gone; Though joys be wither'd all, and dead,
Tho' every comfort be withdrawn ; Steadfast on this my soul relies, Father! Thy mercy never dies. Fixed on this ground will I remain,
Tho' my heart fail, and flesh decay ; This anchor shall my soul sustain,
When earth's foundations melt away, Mercy's full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love.