Cities for refuge from the avenger.@Numbers 35:12
Fanny Crosby (1820-1915)

Fanny Crosby, in The Gospel Awakening, edited by Francis A. Blackmer (Springfield, Massachusetts: F. A. Blackmer, 1888), number 27.

Horace N. Lincoln (🔊 pdf nwc).

Horace N. Lincoln (1859-1948)

O, guilty one, haste to the city of refuge,
Where mercy awaits thee, so boundless and free;
O, haste with thy burden of sin and of sorrow;
Thy loving Redeemer is waiting for thee.


O fly to the refuge! To the refuge sure and free;
With thy sin and sorrow; Jesus waits for thee.

O, guilty one, haste! for the day beams are fading,
Afar on the desert; say, why wilt thou roam?
The arms of the Savior will gladly enfold thee;
He longs with forgiveness to welcome thee home.


O, weary one, haste! for the night clouds pursue thee;
How darkly they frown on the cold mountain’s brow;
The voice of the tempest is wailing around thee,
And none but the Savior can shelter thee now.