Dear Refuge Of My Weary Soul
from All Must Be Well by Grace Fellowship Music
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Words by Anne Steele 1760, Music by Kevin Twit
© 1999 Kevin Twit Music
© 1999 Kevin Twit Music
lyrics
Dear refuge of my weary soul,
On Thee when sorrows rise,
On Thee when waves of trouble roll,
My fainting hope relies.
To Thee I tell each rising grief,
For You alone can heal.
Your Word can bring a sweet relief,
For every pain I feel.
But oh! When gloomy doubts prevail,
I fear to call You mine.
The springs of comfort seem to fail,
And all my hopes decline.
Yet gracious God, where shall I flee?
You are my only trust.
And still my soul would cleave to Thee,
Though prostrate in the dust.
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.
Thy mercy seat is open still,
Here let my soul retreat.
With humble hope attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet.
Thy mercy seat is open still,
Here let my soul retreat.
With humble hope, attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet.
On Thee when sorrows rise,
On Thee when waves of trouble roll,
My fainting hope relies.
To Thee I tell each rising grief,
For You alone can heal.
Your Word can bring a sweet relief,
For every pain I feel.
But oh! When gloomy doubts prevail,
I fear to call You mine.
The springs of comfort seem to fail,
And all my hopes decline.
Yet gracious God, where shall I flee?
You are my only trust.
And still my soul would cleave to Thee,
Though prostrate in the dust.
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.
Thy mercy seat is open still,
Here let my soul retreat.
With humble hope attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet.
Thy mercy seat is open still,
Here let my soul retreat.
With humble hope, attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet.
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from All Must Be Well,
released December 14, 2014
Jennifer Vinson: lead vocal, acoustic guitar
Jennifer Vinson: lead vocal, acoustic guitar
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Grace Fellowship Music Clanton, Alabama
Ancient hymn texts united with new music. Joining the old and the new for a unique worship experience that reaches all generations.
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Dec 2014