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! |