| Savior, when the storms beat round me,.
Darkest clouds o'erhang my head; When the darkness seems to cover All my life with inward dread; When the turmoil of the conflict Presses hard against my soul; When from duty in my weakness I would shrink from off the roll___ Savior, grant thy sure protection, Shield me from all harm and dread; Keep me, safely keep me anchored In the hope all saints have wed. May my spirit find a shelter In thy riven, wounded side; May my soul in meekness enter Through the portals opened wide; May my tongue join in the anthems The redeemed around thy throne Are forever singing sweetly, Of that blessed Home, sweet Home. __James A. DeMoss |
Kansas Zephyrs
James A. DeMoss
(Thayer, Kansas: ___. 1892)
Pages 93-94
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