Thou Art My Hiding-Place
Words: Psalm 32:7-11 Charles Wesley, c. 1743
1 Thou art my hiding-place: in thee I rest secure from sin and guilt; Safe in the love that ransomed me, And sheltered in thy wounds, I dwell. 2 Still shall thy grace to me abound; The countless wonders of thy grace I still shall tell to all around, And sing my great Deliverer's praise. 3 "I will instruct thy child-like heart," (My Teacher saith, for ever nigh) "Nor let thee from my paths depart, But guide thee with my gracious eye: 4 "Only my gracious look obey, And yield my perfect will to approve, Nor cast my easy yoke away, Nor stop thine ears against my love." 5 Ye faithful souls, rejoice in him Whose arms are still your sure defense; Your Lord is mighty to redeem: Believe, and who shall pluck you thence?