“You are my hiding place; You shall preserve me from trouble. You shall compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.”
There are times when I grow weary
Of life, its toils and cares,
And wish there were some “secret place”
Where I’d find no troubles there.
How wonderful it’d be to slip away
To a place of peace and bliss—
A place where all is quiet and calm:
“Oh what I’d give for a place like this!”
Yet, such a place does not exist
In this sinful world in which we live,
For there’s no person or place on this ‘ole earth
That true peace-of-mind can truly give.
No, there’s only one “Place” where peace is found—
One Place, where all is well;
It’s only in the loving arms of God
As in them we continually dwell.
True peace is not the absence of problems
Or found in the encouraging words of men;
It’s only found in the loving arms of Christ
As He dwells in our heart within.
Yes, the Risen Lord is the Only One
Who can calm life’s troubled sea;
Yes, He’s the One Who gives songs in the night
When no way in the darkness we see.
To Him we run when fears assail,
To Him we flee when teardrops fall;
He alone is our soul’s Hiding Place
And on His Name alone we continually call.
How wonderful to have such a trusted Friend,
Someone Who is always there;
May we always flee to Him when troubles come,
Casting upon Him our every care.
by Tom Smith