1 Blessèd Lord, in thee is refuge,
Safety for my trembling soul,
Power to lift my head when drooping
‘Midst the angry billows’ roll.
I will trust thee,
All my life thou shalt control.

2 In the past too unbelieving
‘Midst the tempest I have been,
And my heart has slowly trusted
What my eyes have never seen.
Blessèd Jesus,
Teach me on thy arm to lean.

3 O for trust that brings the triumph
When defeat seems strangely near!
O for faith that changes fighting
Into victory’s ringing cheer;
Faith triumphant,
Knowing not defeat or fear!