Church Book ‎#489

489. Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord!

1 Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord!
On Thee I fix 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 assail,
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 the thought affords,
My Saviour died for me.

3 'Mid trials heavy to be borne,
When mortal strength is vain,
A heart with grief and anguish torn,
A body racked with pain:
Ah, what could give the sufferer rest,
Bid every murmur flee,
But this, the witness in my breast
That Jesus died for me?

4 And when Thy awful voice commands
This body to decay,
And life, in its last lingering sands,
Is ebbing fast away,
Then, though it be in accents weak,
And faint and tremblingly,
O give me strength in death to speak,
"My Saviour died for me."

Text Information

• First Line: Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord!
• Author: Thomas Raffles (1843)
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1890
• Topic: The Cross and Comfort; The Cross and Comfort: In General Need; Lent, First Sunday; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; Twenty First Sunday after Trinity

Tune Information

• Name: ST. MATTHEW
• Meter: C. M.
• Key: C Major
• Notes: Composer from index: Dr. Wm. Croft, d. 1727