1. Dear refuge of my weary soul,
On thee, when sorrows rise;
On thee, when waves of trouble roll,
My fainting Hope relies.
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.
2. But oh! when gloomy doubts prevail,
I fear to call thee mine;
The springs of comfort seem to fail,
And all my hopes decline.
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.
3. 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?
No, still the ear of sov'reign grace
Attends the mourner's pray'r;
Oh, may I ever find access
To breathe my sorrows there.
4. Thy mercy seat is open still;
Here let my soul retreat,
With humble hope attend thy will,
And wait beneath thy feet.
Thy mercy seat is open still;
Here let my soul retreat,
With humble hope attend thy will,
And wait beneath thy feet.
Source: Hymns and Devotions for Daily Worship #85
First Line: | Dear refuge of my weary soul |
Title: | The Soul's Only Refuge |
Author: | Anne Steele |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
Dear Refuge of my [the] weary soul. Anne Steele. [God the Refuge.] First published in her Poems on Subjects chiefly Devotional, 1760, vol. i. p. 144, in 8 stanzas of 4 lines, and headed, "God the only Refuge of the troubled mind" (2nd edition 1780), and in D. Sedgwick's reprint of her Hymns, 1863, p. 89. It was given also in the Bristol Baptist Collection of Ash & Evans, 1769, and in Bickersteth's ChristianPsalmody, 1833, and was thus brought into congrega¬tional use. It is included in numerous hymnals, both in Great Britain and America. In some collections, as the Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge Psalms & Hymns, 1853-69, it is given as, "Thou Refuge of my weary soul;" and again, as in Kennedy, 1863, "Thou Refuge of the weary soul."
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)