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God is our refuge in distress, A present help when dangers press (Hopkinson)

God is our refuge in distress, A present help when dangers press (Hopkinson)

Adapter: Francis Hopkinson
Tune: [God is our refuge in distress]
Published in 2 hymnals

Audio files: MIDI

Full Text

1 God is our refuge in distress,
A present help when dangers press;
On him for safety we reyl'd,
And in his strength we will confide:

2 Tho' earth were from her centre tost,
And mountains in the ocean lost;
Or lofty hills from their abode,
Torn piece-meal by the roaring flood.

3 Let angry waves together roll'd,
Rage on with fury uncontroul'd;
We will not fear, while we depend
On God, who is our constant friend:

4 A gentler stream that ever flows,
And joy to all around bestows,
The city of our Lord shall fill,
The city where he's worship'd still.

5 God dwells in Sion, whose strong tow'rs
Shall mock th' assault of earthly pow'rs,
And his Almighty aid is nigh,
To those who on his strength rely.

6 In tumults, when the heathen rag'd,
And kingdoms war against us wag'd,
In thunders loud his voice was heard,
And soon their forces disappear'd.

Part II.

7 The Lord of hosts conducts our arms,
Our tow'r of refuge in alarms;
Our father's guardian he hath been,
And we his tender love have seen.

8 Come see what pow'r he hath display'd,
His people ne'er shall be dismay'd;
For them he hath these wonders wrought,
And on the earth destruction brought.

9 Abroad he hath his vengeance hurl'd,
And aw'd to peace the jarring world;
He doth destroy the spear and bow,
And into flames their chariots throw:

10 With rev'rence be the Lord address'd;
The earth her sov'reign hath confess'd;
The heathen shall his pow'r obey,
And yield to his Almighty sway.

11 The God of hosts, conducts our arms,
Our tow'r of refuge in alarms;
Our father's guardian he hath been,
And we his wond'rous love have seen.

Source: The Psalms of David: with hymns and spiritual songs: also, the catechism, confession of faith, and liturgy of the Reformed Church in the Netherlands #46

Adapter: Francis Hopkinson

Francis Hopkinson; grad. College of Philadelphia with master’s degree; studied law and passed Pa. bar; opened conveyancer’s office in Philadelphia; musical and literary talent; prolific writer who frequently used pen name, A. B. LOC Name Authority Files Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: God is our refuge in distress, A present help when dangers press (Hopkinson)
Adapter: Francis Hopkinson
Source: Tate and Brady's New Version
Language: English
Publication Date: 1767
Copyright: This text in in the public domain in the United States because it was published before 1923.

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