Thomas Cogswell Upham
Christ Our Refuge - Poem by Thomas Cogswell Upham
Dark is the watery way
Of life's tempestuous sea:
And none, Oh Christ, are safe, but they
Who put their trust in Thee.
Loud is the stormy wind;
The seaman are afraid;
But those shall strength and mercy find,
Whose souls on Christ are stayed.
The winds they do not fear,
Nor dread the thunder's noise;
The Savior's cheering voice they hear,
And evermore rejoice.
It is our Savior's skill,
Our Savior's arm of might,
Which guides the tossing ship at will,
And puts our fears to flight.
Praise to the Pilot's power,
Praise to the Pilot's hand,
That faithful most in danger's hour,
Shall bring us safe to land.
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