My Refuge

To the rock flies the cony

Author: Alice Boise Wood
Tune: [To the rock flies the cony] (Willis)
Published in 5 hymnals

Printable scores: PDF, Noteworthy Composer
Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 To the rock flies the cony, the stork to her nest,
When tempests are gathering and black is the west;
So swift, by life’s trials o’erwhelmed and oppressed,
I fly to my refuge, Jehovah, my rest!

2 The nest, whither speedeth the storm beaten bird,
Aloft, on the fir top by tempests is stirred;
But the nest of my refuge no storm wind can smite;
’Tis the breast of Jehovah; I’m safe from afright.

3 The rock where the cony securely may hide
Is set in the mountain’s cold, pitiless side;
But the rock of my safety, the home of my quest,
’Tis the heart of my Savior: How warm and how blest!

4 Then blow, thou wild tempest, I fear not thy might,
Tho’ blackly thou lowerest, my prospect is bright;
Jehovah, my Savior, I fly to Thy breast;
Dear rock of my refuge! Dear sheltering nest!



Source: The Cyber Hymnal #12897

Author: Alice Boise Wood

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Text Information

First Line: To the rock flies the cony
Title: My Refuge
Author: Alice Boise Wood
Refrain First Line: Then blow, thou wild tempest
Copyright: Public Domain

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The Cyber Hymnal #12897
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The Cyber Hymnal #12897

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