Amidst the sorrows of the way. Lord Jesus teach my soul to pray. Let me taste Thy special grace. And run to Christ my hiding place. You know the vileness of my heart. So prone to act the rebel’s part. And when You veil Your lovely face. How can I find a hiding place. Hiding place hiding place. Lord guide my wandering feet. Draw me to Thy mercy seat. I’ve nought to trust but sovereign grace. Thou only art my hiding place. How unstable is my heart. Sometimes I take the tempter’s part. And slight the tokens of Thy grace. And seem to want no hiding place. Hiding place hiding place. But when Thy spirit shines within. Makes me feel the plague of sin. And how I long to see Thy face. ‘Tis then I want a hiding place. Lord Jesus shine and then I can. Feel sweetness in salvation’s plan. And as a sinner plead for grace. Christ the sinner’s hiding place. And as a sinner plead for grace. Christ the sinner’s hiding place