Hymn 492 – THOU art my hiding-place, O Lord | C&S English Hymnary

1. THOU art my hiding-place, O Lord In Thee I put my trust Encouraged by Thy holy word A feeble child of dust I have no argument beside I urge no other plea And ‘tis enough my Saviour died My Saviour died for me. 2. When storms of fierce temptation beat And furious foes assial My refuge is the mercy-seat My hope within the veil From strife of tongues and bitter words My spirit flies to Thee Joy to my heart though I affords My Saviour died for me. 3. 'Midst trials heavy to be borne When mortal strength is vain A heart with grief and anguish torn A body rack'd with pain Ah! what could give the suff'rer rest l Bid every murmur flee, But this the witness in my breast My Saviour died for me. 4. And when Thy awful voice commands This body In decay And life is last lingering sands is ebbing fast away Then, though it be an accents weak And faint and trembling be Oh give me strength in death to speak My Saviour died for me AMEN