Against the God who rules the sky I fought with hand uplifted high Despised the mention of His grace Much too proud to seek a hiding place Wrapped in shadows of the night Fond of darkness more than light Blind, I ran the sinful race I felt no need for a hiding place But then the eternal council ran Almighty love, arrest this man! I felt the arrows of distress And found I had no shield, no hiding place Holy justice stood in view To Sinais fiery mount I flew But justice cried with frowning face This mountain is no hiding place But then a heavenly voice I heard And mercy for my soul appeared She led me on with gentle pace To Jesus as my hiding place Should seven storms of vengeance roll And shake this earth from pole to pole No thunderbolt shall daunt my face While Jesus is my hiding place While Jesus is my hiding place On Him almighty vengeance fell Which would have sunk this world to Hell He bore it for a sinful race To make Himself our hiding place Hiding Place by Matthew Smith - youtu.be/EF_4UGlXSHI
Posted on: Fri, 22 Aug 2014 12:30:29 +0000
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