A weary land, a weary land,
Oh, Jesus is a Rock in a weary land,
A shelter in the time of storm.
2 A shade by day, defense by night,
A shelter in the time of storm;
No foes alarm, no fears affright,
A shelter in the time of storm.
3 The raging storms may round us beat,
A shelter in the time of storm;
We'll never leave our safe retreat,