Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America ‎#93a

93a. The church's safety and triumph among national desolations

1 God is the refuge of his saints,
When storms of sharp distress invade;
E'er 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 ev'ry nation, ev'ry 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 wat'ring 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 Zion enjoys her monarch's love,
Secure against a threat'ning hour;
Nor can her firm foundations move,
Built on his truth, and arm'd with pow'r.

Text Information

• First Line: God is the refuge of his saints
• Title: The church's safety and triumph among national desolations
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Scripture:
  Psalm 46
• Notes: First Part

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