
1 Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat
My soul for shelter flies:
'Tis here I find a safe retreat
When storms and tempests rise.
2 My cheerful hope can never die,
If thou, my God, art near;
Thy grace can raise my comforts high,
And banish every fear.
3 My great Protector and my Lord,
Thy constant aid impart;
Oh, let thy kind, thy gracious word
Sustain my trembling heart!
4 Oh, never let my soul remove
From this divine retreat!
Still let me trust thy power and love,
And dwell beneath thy feet.
Source: Laudes Domini: a selection of spiritual songs ancient & modern (Abr. ed.) #73
First Line: | My God, 'tis to Thy mercy seat |
Title: | A Safe Retreat |
Author: | Anne Steele (1760) |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1760 |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
My God, 'tis to Thy Mercy-seat. Anne Steele. [The Mercy-Seat.] First published in her Poems on Subjects chiefly Devotional, &c, 1760, vol. i. p. 133, in 6 stanzas of 4 lines, and headed: "Refuge and Strength in the Mercy of God." It was repeated in the 2nd edition of the Poems, &c., 1780, and in Sedgwick's reprint of her Hymns, 1863. It is in common use both in its original form and as "Dear Father, to Thy Mercy-seat." The latter form is chiefly in use in America.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)