227. I Flee Unto Thee to Hide Me

1 O Saviour of the lost, where should I flee?
Whiter, ah! whither, Lord, if not to Thee?
I have no other refuge; lo I plead
Thy fulness, blessed Jesus and my need.

2 To Thee I fly when overwhelmed with woe;
To thee with every care a heart can now;
To Thee for help, and not to scheme nor plan;
To Thee, and not to frail and erring man.

3 O peaceful Haven! calm, serene, and fair—
Thrice happy are the souls that harbour there!
O resting-place of Faith! O Love’s abode!
O sacred hiding-place! O Heart of God!

4 Our human lips are powerless to express
The measure of our deep indebtedness!
We have no words to thank Thee: lo, we flee,
Speechless but satisfied, to hide in Thee!

5 To hide in Thee—till, earthly peril o’er,
Our souls shall need a hiding-place no more;
But learn the fairer joy Thy love hath stored,
The bless of being “ever with the Lord.”

Text Information
First Line: O Saviour of the lost, where should I flee
Title: I Flee Unto Thee to Hide Me
Author: Lucy A. Bennett
Language: English
Publication Date: 1902
Tune Information
Name: HABERGHAM
Composer: H. J. E. Holmes
Meter: 10.10.10.10.



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