Poetry & Verse
Psalm XLVI: God Is the Refuge (excerpt)
By Isaac WattsSource: Isaac Watts - PoetryDB (Public Domain)Short44 words
God is the refuge of his saints, When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid!...
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God is the refuge of his saints, When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid! Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep, and buried there, Convulsions shake the solid world, Our faith shall never yield to fear.
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