469. S. M. Watts. Safety in God. 1 When overwhelmed with grief, My heart within me dies; Helpless and far from all relief, To heaven I lift mine eyes. 2 O lead me to the rock That's high above my head; And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lord, I ever would abide; Thou art the tower of my defence, The refuge where I hide.
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