The Hiding Place
John Newton, February 10, 1779
from Olney Hymns, vol. 2, hymn 67
|See the gloomy gath'ring cloud|
Hanging o'er a sinful land!
Sure the Lord proclaims aloud,
Times of trouble are at hand:
Happy they, who love his name!
They shall always find him near;
Though the earth were wrapped in flame,
They have no just cause for fear.
2. Hark! his voice in accents mild,
|3. You have only to repose|
On my wisdom, love, and care;
Where my wrath consumes my foes,
Mercy shall my children spare:
While they perish in the flood,
You that bear my holy mark,
Sprinkled with atoning blood,
Shall be safe within the ark.
4. Sinners, see the ark prepared!