Dear refuge of my weary soul On you when sorrows rise On you when waves of troubles roll my faint and hope relies To you I tell each rising grief for you alone can heal Your word can bring a sweet relief for every pain I feel
For every pain I feel And oh, my Lord, to you when waves of trouble roll I'll come But oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call you mine The springs of comfort seem to fail and all my hopes decline When in the dark, Lord, help me see, when deaf, give me your ears Oh, brighten up this world to me and let me find you here And let me find you here And oh, my Lord, to you when waves of trouble roll I'll come ♪ I'll come ♪ And oh, my Lord, to you when waves of trouble roll I'll come