| I will sing of Thy power; yea, I will sing aloud of Thy mercy in the morning: for Thou hast been my defense and refuge in the day of my trouble. Unto Thee, O my strength, will I sing: for God is my defense, and the God of my mercy. (Psa. 59:16‑17) |
Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise
The blessings of redeeming grace;
Jesus, our everlasting tower,
Mocks at the angry tempest’s roar. |
His love’s a refuge ever nigh;
His watchfulness, a mountain high;
His name’s a rock, which winds
above
Nor waves below can ever move. |
