Poems (Ryan)/Dear Saviour, to Thee

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by Mary C. Ryan
Dear Saviour, to Thee
4511537Poems — Dear Saviour, to TheeMary C. Ryan
DEAR SAVIOUR, TO THEE.
Dear Saviour, to Thee, to Thy bosom I would fly,
When dark flows the tide of despair;
Sheltered there, I could those billows defy,
And my soul no danger would fear.

And Saviour, to Thee, to Thy bosom I would fly,
When gay are the highways of earth;
Clinging close to the cross when temptations are nigh,
My soul would be guided by truth.

Whatever betides, to Thy bosom I would fly,
To find there a refuge of peace,
Where the Lord wipes ev'ry tear from the eye,
And bids the soul's tempest to cease.