1 There is no shelter for the soul
On earth, in heav’n above,
No shelter but in Christ the Lord,
No refuge but His love.
Then fly to the ark where the weary dove
Came back to the place of rest;
O fly to the arms, to the sheltering arms,
Of the Saviour that loves thee best!
2 There is no shelter from the storm
That frowns above our head,
But in the Lamb of Calvary,
Whose blood for all was shed. [Refrain]
3 There is no refuge but in Christ,
Tho’ we the world should gain;
The soul without His grace is lost;
All other hope is vain. [Refrain]Source: Fair as the Morning. Hymns and Tunes for Praise in the Sunday-School #68