There is a sweet, protective place
Where God has called us to abide,
As we have learned to seek the face
Of Christ our Lord, in whom we hide.
The flower fades, the grass shall wither;
Our hiding place is not therein.
Our Lord says, Come and "turn in hither"
And find a refuge from your sin!
We see where wisdom has begun:
The fear of God has thus sufficed
To hide us in His Holy One,
Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!
Our souls' protective place is found
In You, Lord, by Your invitation
To hear and heed the joyful sound,
The Gospel of Your great salvation.