203. I Have Found a Hiding Place

I have found a hiding place when sore distrest, Jesus Rock of Ages, strong and true; In a weary land I in his shadow rest, he is my strength in all that I do.

Jesus, Rock of Ages, let me hide in thee; Jesus, rose of Sharon, sweet thou art to me; Lily of the valley, bright and morning star, fairest of ten thousand to my soul.

I have found the sweetest flower that ever grew, Jesus, rose of Sharon, fair and pure; He's my joy and comfort, blessed friend so true, he blooms within my heart evermore.

Jesus, Rock of Ages, let me hide in thee; Jesus, rose of Sharon, sweet thou art to me; Lily of the valley, bright and morning star, fairest of ten thousand to my soul.

I have found a lovely star that shines on high, Jesus, bright and morning star to me; In the night of sorrow he is ever nigh, he drives the darkest shadows away.

Jesus, Rock of Ages, let me hide in thee; Jesus, rose of Sharon, sweet thou art to me; Lily of the valley, bright and morning star, fairest of ten thousand to my soul.