Through troubles and struggles,
Through stress and through strain,
Through seasons of sorrow,
And headaches and pain;
I have a true helper;
To calm and console.
My God is my refuge,
He shelters my soul.
When life feels uncertain,
When days are unsure,
When all the world seems
So stained and impure;
I look to the helper
Who makes my life whole,
My God is my refuge,
He shelters my soul.
I can’t understand
Or give answer to all
The questions and quagmires
That on me befall;
I know One who does know,
Who loves young and old,
This God is my refuge,
He shelters my soul.
I must not, I will not
Give up or give in,
I’ll bring to a finish
What good I begin;
With God as my helper
And heaven my goal,
I rest in God’s refuge,
He shelters my soul.