When The Storm Clouds Rise And The Sky Is Dark,
When Oppressed With Anxious Care;
I’ve A Safe Retreat In The Strong, High Tower,
For No Ill Can Ever Harm Me There.

I Will Hide In The Safe Retreat,
I Will Hide In The Safe Retreat;
When The Storm Clouds Fly Till They Pass Me By
I Will Hide In The Safe Retreat.

When The Lightnings Flash And The Thunders Roll,
And The Storms In Fury Beat;
When They Seem So Sure To Engulf My Soul,
Then I Hide In The Safe Retreat.

Soon The Storms Will Pass And The Sky Will Clear,
And My Rest Be Calm And Sweet;
I Will Trust And Wait With No Anxious Fear,
For I Hide In The Safe Retreat.