Forth From The Dark And Stormy Sky

Forth from the dark and stormy sky,

Lord, to Thine altar's shade we fly;

Forth from the world, its hope and fear,

Savior, we seek Thy shelter here:

Weary and weak, Thy grace we pray;

Turn not, O Lord, Thy guests away.

Long have we roamed in want and pain,

Long have we sought Thy rest in vain;

Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost,

Long have our souls been tempest tossed;

Low at Thy feet our sins we lay;

Turn not, O Lord, Thy guests away.