Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #81a (1786) Topics: Desolations the church's safety in them; National Desolations the Church's Safety and Triumph in them; Desolations the church's safety in them; National Desolations the Church's Safety and Triumph in them First Line: God is the refuge of his saints Lyrics: 1 God is the refuge of his saints,
When storms of sharp distress invade;
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold him present with his aid.
2 Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd
Down to the deep, and buried there,
Convulsions shake the solid world,
Our faith shall never yield to fear.
3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar,
In sacred peace our souls abide,
While every nation, every shore
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.
4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God!
Life, love and joy still gliding through
And watering our divine abode.
5 That sacred stream, thine holy word,
Supports our faith, our fear controuls,
Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls.
6 Sion enjoys her Monarch’s Love,
Secure against a threatening hour;
Nor can her firm foundation move,
Built on his truth, and arm'd with power. Scripture: Psalm 46 Languages: English
The Church's Safety and Triumph among national Desolations