Blessèd Lord, in Thee Is Refuge

lyricist: Herbert Booth, 1886
Composer: William Owen, 1852

Blessèd Lord

in Thee is re­fuge

Safety for my trem­bling soul;

Pow’r to lift my head when droop­ing

’Midst the an­gry bil­lows’ 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.

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

bless­èd Je­sus

Blessèd Je­sus

Teach me on Thine arm to lean;

Teach me on Thine arm to lean.

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

faith tri­umph­ant

Faith tri­umph­ant

Knowing not de­feat nor fear;

Knowing not de­feat nor fear.

Faith tri­umph­ant—bless­èd vic­to­ry!

Every bar­ri­er swept away.

Heaven des­cend­ing

joy and full­ness

Dawn of ev­er­last­ing day!

Jesus on­ly

Je­sus on­ly

Jesus on­ly

Him to love and Him ob­ey;

Him to love and Him ob­ey.

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