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Jesus, Thou Refuge of the soul,
To Thy dear arms I flee;
From Satan’s wiles, from self and sin,
Oh, make and keep me free.
Though clouds may rise,
though tempests rage,
Thou wilt my shelter be,
While with a steadfast heart and true,
My trust is stayed on Thee.
No power on earth, or power below,
Can tear me from Thy side;
If ‘neath Thy shelt’ring wings of love,
Dear Refuge, I abide.
Not death itself, that last dread foe,
Can hold me with his chain;
Through Christ,
who conquered Death, I rise,
And life eternal gain.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Ps 46:1;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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MUSIC
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OUR REFUGE
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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