Our Refuge

I've found even when I fail,
There's a place where I can live.

The city of God's refuge,
The comfort that He gives.

A place of peace and quiet,
Where my weary soul can rest.

Hold on tightly to His hand,
And lay my head upon His breast.

Hear the Heartbeat of the Master,
While HE whispers in my ear,

How the work of God is finished,
There's no need for me to fear.

The wines poured out,
The bread is broken,
Come now, sit a while and sup.

Take the bread, then give to others,
Deeply drink, then pass the cup.