{"id":952,"date":"2020-02-16T20:00:00","date_gmt":"2020-02-17T01:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jdackerman.com\/miscellany\/?p=952"},"modified":"2020-02-18T16:09:08","modified_gmt":"2020-02-18T21:09:08","slug":"a-place-to-hide-away","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jdackerman.com\/miscellany\/2020\/02\/16\/a-place-to-hide-away\/","title":{"rendered":"A Place to Hide Away"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The Carpenters sang a song a very long time ago named simply &#8220;Hideaway&#8221;. The opening line was &#8220;I&#8217;ve got to find a place to hideaway, far from the shadows of my mind. Sunlight and laughter, love ever after, oh, how I long to find a place to hideaway.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/EKs_fYrMMqk?rel=0\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>I remember listening to that song on my little Panasonic monaural cassette player\/recorder as I read shortly after it came out in 1971.\u00a0 In fact, whenever I hear the song, or think of the book I was reading, the other still comes to mind, as if I had really found that place to hide away.\u00a0 The lilting, plaintive melody seemed to belie the text of the song, seeking to get away from life.<\/p>\n<p>The Psalmist also sought a place to hideaway. In Psalm 17:8 he said &#8220;Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of Your wings&#8221; (ESV). In Psalm 27:5 &#8220;&#8230; He will hide me His shelter in the day of trouble&#8221;.\u00a0 Again in Psalm 31:20 we read &#8220;In the cover of Your presence You hide them from the plots of men; You store them in Your shelter from the strife of tongues.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The Psalms are full of the imagery of God as our refuge, our hiding place, as are many of our hymns and songs of the faith. &#8220;<strong>Hiding in Thee<\/strong>&#8220;, by William Cushing immediately comes to mind,<\/p>\n<p>O safe to the Rock that is higher than I,<br \/>My soul in its conflicts and sorrows would fly;<br \/>So sinful, so weary, Thine, Thine, would I be;<br \/>Thou blest \u201cRock of Ages,\u201d I\u2019m hiding in Thee.<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<br \/>Hiding in Thee, hiding in Thee,<br \/>Thou blest \u201cRock of Ages,\u201d<br \/>I\u2019m hiding in Thee.<\/p>\n<p>In the calm of the noontide, in sorrow\u2019s lone hour,<br \/>In times when temptation casts o\u2019er me its power;<br \/>In the tempests of life, on its wide, heaving sea,<br \/>Thou blest \u201cRock of Ages,\u201d I\u2019m hiding in Thee.<\/p>\n<p>How oft in the conflict, when pressed by the foe,<br \/>I have fled to my refuge and breathed out my woe;<br \/>How often, when trials like sea billows roll,<br \/>Have I hidden in Thee, O Thou Rock of my soul.<\/p>\n<p>Another, and one of my favorites, is <strong>Rock Of Ages<\/strong>, written by Augustus Toplady in the mid 1700s.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rock of Ages, cleft for me,<br \/>Let me hide myself in Thee;<br \/>Let the water and the blood,<br \/>From Thy wounded side which flowed,<br \/>Be of sin the double cure,<br \/>Save from wrath and make me pure.<\/p>\n<p>Not the labor of my hands<br \/>Can fulfill Thy law&#8217;s demands;<br \/>Could my zeal no respite know,<br \/>Could my tears forever flow,<br \/>All for sin could not atone;<br \/>Thou must save and Thou alone.<\/p>\n<p>Nothing in my hand I bring,<br \/>Simply to Thy cross I cling;<br \/>Naked, come to Thee for dress,<br \/>Helpless, look to Thee for grace;<br \/>Foul, I to the fountain fly,<br \/>Wash me, Savior or I die!<\/p>\n<p>While I draw this fleeting breath,<br \/>When my eyes shall close in death,<br \/>When I soar to worlds unknown,<br \/>And behold Thee on Thy throne,<br \/>Rock of Ages, cleft for me,<br \/>Let me hide myself in Thee.<\/p>\n<p>Then there is this one, &#8220;<strong>Hide Away in the Love of Jesus<\/strong>&#8221; written much more recently (2008) by Steve and Vikki Cook<\/p>\n<p>Come, weary saints, though tired and weak<br \/>Hide away in the love of Jesus<br \/>Your strength will return by His quiet streams<br \/>Hide away in the love of Jesus<\/p>\n<p>Come, wandering souls, and find your home<br \/>Hide away in the love of Jesus<br \/>He offers the rest that you yearn to know<br \/>Hide away in the love of Jesus<\/p>\n<p>Hear Him calling your name<br \/>See the depths of His love<br \/>In the wounds of His grace<br \/>Hide away<\/p>\n<p>Come, guilty ones weighed down with sin<br \/>Hide away in the love of Jesus<br \/>The freedom you long for is found in Him<br \/>Hide away in the love of Jesus<\/p>\n<p>Come, hopeless hearts, do not despair<br \/>Hide away in the love of Jesus<br \/>For ten thousand joys await you there<br \/>Hide away in the love of Jesus<br \/><em>\u00a9 2008 Integrity\u2019s Hosanna! 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