Lyrics

God is our refuge, God is our strength
A very present help in trouble
God is our refuge, God is our strength
A very present help in trouble

We will not fear though the earth give way
And the mountains fall to the heart of the sea
Though it’s waters roar and foam
And the mountains quake with their swelling pride

There is a River whose streams
Make glad the city of God
There is a River whose streams
Make glad the city of God
The holy place where the Most High dwells