HIDE ME IN YOU


When the fears take a hold

And my tears overflow

O Lord, hide me in You

Before my first day of kindergarten, Momma took me to see my very first school and to meet my very first teacher.  My teacher-to-be, Ms. Larrick, kindly gave me some paper and crayons to color with while the adults talked.  When they’d finished their chat, she looked at my drawing and asked me what it was.  I shyly stated that it was a picture of me hiding behind a rock.  I didn’t know then as a five-year-old where to hide…but behind a big rock seemed like a good idea!  Need I say more?  Sometimes we just need a safe place to hide.

When I suffer through pain

And I lose love again

O Lord, hide me in You

By the fourth grade, I’d had my childhood fill of fears, tears, pain and loss.  One night in January of that year, Momma took me to a special service at church.  It was there that a pastor told me about Someone who could always protect me, Someone who could always be there for me.  Then he asked that very pivotal question:  ‘Would you like to ask this Someone to be with you always?’  Without hesitation I knew that I absolutely did want this Someone to be with me forever!  And that’s when I traded in my crayon drawing of a rock for the real Rock…Jesus Christ.

“A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,

A wonderful Savior to me;

He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,

Where rivers of pleasure I see.

He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock

That shadows a dry, thirsty land;

He hideth my life in the depths of His love,

And covers me there with His hand,

And covers me there with His hand.”

~ Fanny J. Crosby, 1890


Now all these years later, I can wholeheartedly testify that the Lord truly has always been with me, and I am hidden in the Rock forever.

When I breathe my last breath

And mine eyes close in death

O Lord, hide me in You

As my soul begins to soar

And I live forevermore

O Lord, hide me in You

As tens of thousands of others have sung over the past 250 years, I too have loved singing these words written by Augustus M. Toplady back in 1776:

“Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee.  A-men.”

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