What a privilege and
take refuge in
When problems rise and pressures build,
When hopes all prove untrue,
And when I long to run away,
I run, my Lord, to You.
My solid rock, my hiding place,
My joy, my strength, my song,
Unchanged, forever good and right
When all the world is wrong.
O Sovereign God enthroned above,
Let all my heart be still
And in the silence simply trust
The kindness of Your will.
Eternal Lord, I rest in You,
In pure and perfect grace,
Till joy and peace and praise are full
And love is face-to-face.
by Ken Bible, © 2018 LNWhymns.com