Whom should we love like Thee

1 Whom should we love like Thee,
our God, our guide, our King,
the tow'r to which we flee,
the rock to which we cling?
O for a thousand tongues to show,
O for a thousand tongues to show
the mercies which to Thee we owe.

2 The storm upon us fell,
the floods around us rose;
the depths of death and hell
seemed on our souls to close;
To God we cried in strong despair,
to God we cried in strong despair,
He heard, and came to help our prayer.

3 He came the King of kings,
He bowed the sable sky;
and on the tempest's wings
rode glorious down from high;
The earth before her maker shook,
the earth before her maker shook
the mountains quaked at His rebuke.

4 Above the storm He stood,
and awed it to repose;
He drew us from the flood,
and scattered all our foes.
He set us in a spacious place,
He set us in a spacious place,
and there upholds us by His grace.

Source: Psalms of Grace #18c