Stephen Lynerd - Dear Refuge of My Weary Soul (feat. Steve Green) Lyrics

Dear refuge of my weary soul
On Thee, when sorrows rise
On Thee when waves of trouble roll
My faint-ing heart re-lies
To Thee I tell each rising grief
For Thou alone can heal
Thy Word can bring a sweet relief
To ev'ry pain I feel

But O! When gloomy doubts prevail
I fear to call Thee mine
The springs of comfort seem to fail
And all my hopes decline
Yet gracious God, where shall I flee
Thou art my only trust
And still my soul would cleave to Thee
Though prostrate in the dust

Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face
And shall I seek in vain
And can the ear of sov'reign grace
Be deaf when I complain
No still the ear of sov'reign grace
Attends the mourner's prayer
O may I ever find the access
To breathe my sorrows there

Thy mercy seat is open still
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will
And wait beneath Thy feet
Thy mercy seat is open still
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will
And wait be-neath Thy feet

Thy mercy seat is open still
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will
And wait be-neath Thy feet