A SHELTER IN THE TIME OF STORM ALL HAIL THE POWER OF JESUS’ NAME

The Lord’s our Rock, in Him we hide, All hail the power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall;
A shelter in the time of storm; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all,
Secure whatever ill betide, Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all.
A shelter in the time of storm.
Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall;
-Chorus- Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
Oh, Jesus is a Rock in a weary land, And crown Him Lord of all,
A weary land, a weary land; Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
Oh, Jesus is a Rock in a weary land, And crown Him Lord of all.
A shelter in the time of storm.
Let every kindred every tribe on this terrestrial ball;
A shade by day, defense by night, To Him all majesty ascribe and crown Him Lord of all,
A shelter in the time of storm; To Him all majesty ascribe and crown Him Lord of all.
No fears alarm, no foes afright,
A shelter in the time of storm. O that with yonder sacred throng, We at His feet may fall;
We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all,
O Rock divine, O Refuge dear, We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all.
A shelter in the time of storm;
Be Thou our Helper ever near,
A shelter in the time of storm. HE’S A WONDERFUL SAVIOUR TO ME

DWELLING IN BEULAH LAND I was lost in sin but Jesus rescued me,
Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling. He’s a wonderful Saviour to me;
Then I know the sins of earth beset on every hand. I was bound by fear but Jesus set me free,
Doubt and fear and things of earth in vain to me are calling. He’s a wonderful Saviour to me.
None of these shall move me from Beulah Land.
-Chorus-
-Chorus- For He’s a wonderful Saviour to me,
I'm living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky. He’s a wonderful Saviour to me;
I'm drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry. I was lost in sin but Jesus took me in,
O yes! I'm feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply, He’s a wonderful Saviour to me.
For I am dwelling in Beulah Land.
He’s a Friend so true, so patient and so kind,
Far below the storm of doubt upon the world is beating. He’s a wonderful Saviour to me.
Sons of men in battle long the enemy withstand. Everything I need in Him I always find,
Safe am I within the castle of God's Word retreating. He’s a wonderful Saviour to me.
Nothing then can reach me-'tis Beulah Land.
Dearer grows the love of Jesus day by day,
Viewing here the works of God, I sink in contemplation. He’s a wonderful Saviour to me.
Hearing now His blessed voice, I see the way He planned. Sweeter is His grace while pressing on my way,
Dwelling in the Spirit here I learn of full salvation. He’s a wonderful Saviour to me.
Gladly will I tarry in Beulah Land.

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