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Refuge of my weary soul May 8, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — zellner @ 9:19 am

I was introduced to Anne Steele by Kevin Twit and his work to write modern tunes for established hymns. How thankful I am for his work that brought me such deep words and beautiful music.  He shared Anne’s lifestory at a conference I was at years ago and it never left me. Anne was the daugh­ter of William Steele, a tim­ber mer­chant who was al­so a lay preach­er at the Bap­tist church in Broughton, Hamp­shire, Eng­land. She lost her mo­ther at age 3. At age 19, a se­vere hip in­jury made her a life­long in­val­id. At age 21, her fi­an­cé drowned the day be­fore they were to be mar­ried. From this ser­ies of tra­ge­dies rose 144 hymns and 34 ver­si­fied Psalms, which were enor­mous­ly pop­u­lar. (cyberhymnal.org)  You can hear the depth of her suffering and the depth of her trust in the Lord’s ways in her hymns. Here are the words for one of my favorites:

Dear Refuge of my weary soul (performed by Indelible Grace and featuring Sandra McCracken)

1. Dear refuge of my weary soul,
On Thee, when sorrows rise
On Thee, when waves of trouble roll,
My fainting hope relies
To Thee I tell each rising grief,
For Thou alone canst heal
Thy Word can bring a sweet relief,
For every pain I feel

2. But oh! 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

3. Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face,
And shall I seek in vain?
And can the ear of sovereign grace,
Be deaf when I complain?
No still the ear of sovereign grace,
Attends the mourner’s prayer
Oh may I ever find access,
To breathe my sorrows there

4. 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 beneath Thy feet

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One Response to “Refuge of my weary soul”

  1. Beautiful. It is when our strength is weakest and our hurts are greatest, that God’s love and mercy becomes real to us and gives us unwavering hope in the face of our struggles.


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