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<h2>GOD IS THE REFUGE OF HIS SAINTS</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.” Psalm 46:1</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_a_watts_i.jpg" alt="Isaac Watts (1674-1748)" width="132.666666666667" height="184.666666666667"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_a_watts_i.html" target="_blank">Isaac Watts</a>, <em>The Psalms of David,</em> 1719.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Ward,” arranged from an old Scottish melody by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_m_a_mason_l.html" target="_blank">Lowell Mason</a>, 1830 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_w_a_ward.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<span class="cou">Courtesy of Yale Divinity Library</span></td>
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<p>God is the refuge of His saints,<br>
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When storms of sharp distress invade;<br>
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Ere we can offer our complaints,<br>
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Behold Him present with His aid.</p>
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<p>Let mountains from their seats be hurled<br>
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Down to the deep, and buried there;<br>
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Convulsions shake the solid world:<br>
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Our faith shall never yield to fear.</p>
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<p>Loud may the troubled ocean roar;<br>
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In sacred peace our souls abide;<br>
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While every nation, every shore,<br>
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Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.</p>
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<p>There is a stream, whose gentle flow<br>
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Supplies the city of our God,<br>
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Life, love, and joy, still guiding through,<br>
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And wat’ring our divine abode.</p>
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<p>That sacred stream—Thy holy Word—<br>
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That all our raging fear controls;<br>
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Sweet peace Thy promises afford,<br>
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And give new strength to fainting souls.</p>
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<p>Zion enjoys her Monarch’s love,<br>
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Secure against a threatening hour;<br>
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Nor can her firm foundations move,<br>
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Built on His truth, and armed with power.</p>
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