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God the Only Refuge of the Troubled Mind

Hymnal: Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 1 #144 (1760) First Line: Dear refuge of my weary soul Lyrics: I. Dear refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrows rise; On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting Hope relies. II. While hope revives, tho' prest with fears, And I can say, my God, Beneath thy feet I spread my cares, And pour my woes abroad. III. To thee, I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet relief, For ev'ry pain I feel. IV. But oh! when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call thee mine; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. V. Yet gracious God, where shall I flee? Thou art my only trust, And still my soul would cleave to thee, Tho' prostrate in the dust. VI. Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sov'reign grace Be deaf when I complain? VII. No, still the ear of sov'reign grace Attends the mourner's pray'r; O may I ever find access, To breathe my sorrows there. VIII. Thy mercy-seat is open still; Here let my soul retreat, With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. Languages: English

Strength, Fortress, Refuge

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: Laudes Domini #399 (1888) First Line: Dear Refuge of my weary soul Lyrics: 1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrows rise, On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 But oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call thee mine; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee? Thou art my only trust; And still my soul would cleave to thee, Though prostrate in the dust. 5 Thy mercy-seat is open still, Here let my soul retreat, With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. Topics: Christ Character of; Christians Love for Christ; Communion of Saints With Christ Languages: English Tune Title: ST. AGNES

Strength, Fortress, Refuge

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: Laudes Domini #405 (1890) First Line: Dear Refuge of my weary soul Lyrics: 1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrows rise, On thee, when waves of trouble roll, MY fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 But, oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call thee mine; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee? Thou art my only trust; And still my soul would cleave to thee, Though prostrate in the dust. 5 Thy mercy-seat is open still, Here let my soul retreat, With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. Topics: Christian Experience; Christ Character of; Christians Love for Christ; Love For the Saviour; Christ Character of; Christians Love for Christ; Love For the Saviour Languages: English Tune Title: ST. AGNES