My Hiding Place
DescriptionThis song presents the story of a Christian’s conversion and directs our attention and praise to Jesus, who becomes the believer’s true hiding place. The Bible teaches that all men are sinners, enemies with God who despise His grace and are seeking glory for themselves by believing and acting as if they can escape the judgment due for their rebellion by their own efforts. When the arrows of disgrace pierce the conscience, the first place of refuge is often the law. That is, when we begin to see the obstacle of our sin and believe that we deserve punishment, we try to reform our lives in the hopes that we can even the scales of divine justice. But anyone who has tried to earn peace with God through obedience and piety learns of the crushing weight that moralism becomes. Secretly we know that before a holy God our supposedly righteous acts are riddled with self-interest and corrupted motives. But God, in His mercy, leads us to Jesus, the one who absorbed His wrath, satisfying His justice for all who place their trust in Him. Once found, Jesus becomes a sure and steadfast hiding place both from the wrath of God and from any persecutions and trials we experience in our earthly life.
|Show Original Wordings|
I fought with hands uplifted high;
Despised the mention of His grace,
Too proud to seek a hiding place!
But an eternal counsel ran:
‘Almighty love, arrest that man!’
I felt the arrows of disgrace
And found I had no hiding place.
Indignant Justice stood in view;
To Sinai’s fiery mount I flew;
But Justice cried with frowning face,
‘This mountain is no hiding place.’
Ere long a heav’nly voice I heard,
And mercy for my soul appeared,
Which led me on with smiling face
To Jesus Christ, my hiding place.
My Jesus is my hiding place,
Surrounding me with steadfast love and grace.
In death He’ll be my hiding place
And I shall ever see His smiling face.
On Him almighty vengeance fell:
Enough to sink the world to hell.
He bore it for His chosen race,
And thus became their hiding place.
Should storms of mighty vengeance roll
And shake this earth from pole to pole,
No flaming bolt could daunt my face
For Jesus is my hiding place.