The Lord is our refuge, the Lord is our guide
The Lord is our refuge, the Lord is our guide,
We smile upon danger with him at our side;
The billows may roll and the tempest increase;
Though earth may be shaken, his saints shall have peace.
Be near us, Redeemer, to shield us from ill;
Speak thou but the word, and the tempest is still;
Thy presence to cheer us, thine arm to defend,
No foe shall affright us with thee for a Friend.
'The Lord is our helper: ye scorners, be awed;
Ye earthlings, be still, and acknowledge your Lord;
The proud he will humble, the lowly defend:
O, happy the people with God for a Friend!
Ductor Deus est; ad eum fugimus:
ridenda pericla facit Dominus;
si creverit unda procellaque, fit
sanctis requies, ubi terra tremit.
Adsiste, Redemptor; abito malum;
loquare, dabitque procella locum;
tutela tuis validusque comes,
ne terreat hostis, Amicus ades.
Agnoscite, terrigenae, Dominum:
eius male temnitur auxilium;
extollit is ima, superba premit.
Felix genus, is cui Amicus erit!