THE ONE REFUGE.
I.
Storms gather o'er thy path,
Christian!—the sullen, tempest-darkened sky
Grows lurid with the elemental wrath,—
Say, whither wilt thou fly?
God is my Refuge!—let the tempests come,
They will but speed me sooner to my home!
II.
Night lowers in sullen gloom,
Christian!—a long, dark night awaiteth thee,
Dreary as Egypt's night of fear and doom,—
Where will thy hiding be?
God is my refuge!—in the dreary night
In Him I dwell, and have abundant light!
III.
Thine is a lonely way,
Christian!—and dangers all thy path infest;
Pitfalls and snares crowd all thy doubtful way,—
Where is thy place of rest?
God is my Refuge!—safe in Him I move,
And feel no fear, kept by sustaining Love.