1 In You, Lord, I refuge take;
let me not be put to shame.
Turn Your ear and quickly make
safety for my trembling frame.
You're a rock and fortress strong;
I am lost and cannot see.
For Your name's sake, lead me on;
in Your hands my soul redeem.

2 My eyes weak with sorrow grow,
and my body fails with grief.
All my years pass with a groan;
my strength fails, my bones are weak.
Those who see me turn to flee;
my friends' eyes are filled with dread.
Like a otter's broken dream:
in their gaze a shade of death.

3 But I trust You are my God;
all my days are in Your hands.
Let Your face upon me shine;
make me in Your love to stand.
Great the steadfast love you've stored
for the poor, who refuge seek.
In Your presence, gracious Lord,
in Your dwelling they find peace.

4 When I cried in my alarm,
"I am cut off from your sight!"
Praise the Lord, whose saving arm
was my rescue and my light.
Love the Lord, all you His saints!
You, who in Him refuge take.
Though in darkness you may wait;
all who hope in God are saved!