1 God is our refuge and defense;
In trouble our unfailing aid:
Secure in His omnipotence,
What foe can make our souls afraid!
2 Yea, though the earth's foundations rock,
And mountains down the gulf be hurled,
His people smile amid the shock:
They look beyond this transient world.
3 There is a river, pure and bright,
Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains,
Where in eternity of light
The city of our God remains.
4 Built by the word of His command,
With His unclouded presence blest,
Firm as His throne the bulwarks stand;
There is our home, our hope, our rest.
|First Line:||God is our refuge and defense|
|Topic:||Reformation, Church, Missions|
|Notes:||Tune: MISSIONARY CHANT|