Verse 1

Dear refuge of my weary soul
On Thee when sorrows rise
On Thee when waves of trouble rolls
My fainting hope relies
To Thee I tell each rising grief
For thou alone can'st heal
Thy Word can bring a sweet relief
For every pain I feel

Verse 2

But oh when gloomy doubts prevail
I fear to call Thee mine
The springs of comfort seem to fail
And all my hopes decline
Yet gracious God where shall I flee
Thou art my only trust
And still my soul would cleave to Thee
Through prostrate in the dust

Verse 3

Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face
And shall I seek in vain
And can the ear of sovereign grace
Be deaf when I complain
No still the ear of sovereign grace
Attends the mourner's prayer
Oh may I ever find access
To breathe my sorrows there

Verse 4

Thy mercy seat is open still
Here let my sould retreat with
Humble hope attend Thy will
And wait beneath Thy feet
Thy mercy seat is open still
Here let my sould retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will
And wait beneath Thy feet