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Thou Art My Hiding-PlaceWords: Psalm 32:7-11 Charles Wesley, c. 1743 Music:
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?
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