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Dear Refuge of my weary soul

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #317 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 4 No: still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer; Oh, may I ever find access To breathe my sorrows there! 5 Thy mercy-seat is open still; Here let my soul retreat, With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Languages: English

Dear Refuge of my weary soul

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #367 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 ev'ry 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. Topics: Christians their life and experience; Confidence in God; Consolation; Despondency; Faith in God; Goodness of God a ground of trust; Resignation Languages: English

Dear Refuge of my weary soul

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #511 (1899) 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. Amen. Topics: God Our Refuge; Providence; Trials Prayer in; Trust In God Languages: English Tune Title: GEER

Troubled, but making God a Refuge

Author: Steele Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXVI (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 O! 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, Tho prostrate in the dust. 5 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 6 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer; O may I ever find access To breathe my sorrows there! 7 Thy mercy seat is open still; Here let my soul retreat; With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. Topics: The Christian; Christian Troubled, but making God his refuge; God A refuge; God a Refuge; Troubled but making God our refuge Languages: English

Dear Refuge of my weary soul

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #340 (1893) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 4 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer; O may I ever find access, To breathe my sorrows there! Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Dear Refuge of my weary soul

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: Church Book #481 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 4 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer: O may I ever find access, To breathe my sorrows there! Topics: The Cross and Comfort; The Cross and Comfort In Outward Suffering; Epiphany, Third Sunday; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: LONDON NEW

Dear Refuge of my weary soul

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #502 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 4 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer; O may I ever find access, To breathe my sorrows there! Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

GOD a Refuge in Time of Trouble

Author: Steele Hymnal: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns #CXLIII (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 O! 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, Tho' prostrate in the dust. 5 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 6 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer; O may I ever find access To breathe my sorrows there. 7 Thy mercy-seat is open still; Here let my soul retreat; With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. Topics: Affliction Languages: English

Dear refuge of my weary soul

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, for the Use of Christians. (5th ed.) #B141 (1838) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Troubled, but making God a refuge Languages: English

God our Refuge

Author: Steele Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #136 (1844) Meter: 8.6.8.6 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 O! 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 [Hast thou not bid me seek thy face, And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 6 No; still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner’s prayer; O may I ever find access To breathe my sorrows there!] 7 Thy mercy-seat is open still; Here let my soul retreat; With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. Topics: Offices and Characters of Christ Languages: English