Dear Father, to Thy mercy seat
My soul for shelter flees;
’Tis here, I find a safe retreat
When storms and tempests rise.

’Tis here my faith resolves to dwell,
Nor shall I be afraid
Of all the powers of earth or hell,
If Thou vouchsafe thy aid.

My cheerful hope can never die,
If Thou my God art near;
Thy grace can raise my comforts high,
And banish every fear.

Against Thy all supporting grace
My foes can ne’er prevail;
But oh! if frowns becloud thy face,
Faith, hope, and life will fail.

My great protector, and my Lord,
Thy constant aid impart,
O let Thy kind, Thy gracious word
Sustain my trembling heart.

Or never let my soul remove
From this divine retreat;
Still let me trust Thy power and love
And dwell beneath Thy feet.