Blessèd Lord, in Thee Is Refuge

Blessèd Lord, in Thee is refuge,
Safety for my trembling soul;
Pow’r to lift my head when drooping
’Midst the angry billows’ roll.
I will trust Thee, I will trust Thee, I will trust Thee;
All my life Thou shalt control;
All my life Thou shalt control.

In the past, too, unbelieving,
’Midst the tempest I have been,
And my heart has slowly trusted
What my eyes have never seen.
Blessèd Jesus, blessèd Jesus, blessèd Jesus,
Teach me on Thine arm to lean;
Teach me on Thine arm to lean.

O, for trust that brings the triumph
When defeat seems strangely near;
O, for faith that changes fighting
Into vict’ry’s ringing cheer!
Faith triumphant, faith triumphant, faith triumphant,
Knowing not defeat nor fear;
Knowing not defeat nor fear.

Faith triumphant— blessèd victory!
Every barrier swept away.
Heaven descending, joy and fullness,
Dawn of everlasting day!
Jesus only, Jesus only, Jesus only,
Him to love and Him obey;
Him to love and Him obey.

Author: Herbert Booth

Year: 1890

This Salvation Army hymn is attributed to Herbert Booth (son of William and Catherine Booth). The text matches known publications from the 1890s; the repeated phrases and nautical imagery are characteristic of his style. No strong alternate attributions found.