Christ My Refuge
Music by Désirée Goyette Words by Mary Baker Eddy
O’er waiting harpstrings of the mind There sweeps a strain Low, sad and sweet whose measures bind The power of pain And wake a white-winged angel throng Of thoughts illumed By faith And breathed in raptured song With love perfumed Then his unveiled, sweet mercies show life’s burdens light I kiss the cross, and wake to know A world more bright And o’er earth’s troubled, angry sea I see Christ walk And come to me, and tenderly, Divinely talk Thus Truth engrounds me on the rock, Upon Life’s shore ‘Gainst which the winds and waves can shock, Oh, never more! From tired joy and grief afar, And nearer Thee, Father, where Thine own children are, I love to be My prayer, some daily good to do To thine, for Thee An offering pure of Love, whereto God leadeth me.
Copyright 2001 Lightchild Publishing