Jesus, my refuge
Jesus, my refuge
In thee, O Lord, I find new power
when my own power is spent and gone.
I see help coming from nowhere else,
to thee alone in hope I turn.
For thee, Lord, I reach out in longing,
though all around me breaks and falls.
Thy arms shall hold me safe forever;
thy love remains, whatever befalls.
In thee, O Lord, is grace abundant.
On thee I trust as on a rock.
The way thou lead’st me on is straight,
my hand in thy firm hand is locked.
So I shall keep, steadfast and faithful,
upon the path that thou hast shown.
Into thy hands I lay my burdens,
entrust all things to thee alone.
-Eberhard Arnold
Breslau, July 30, 1905
