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MY HIDING PLACE

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Dec 12, 1892

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 19, No. 6.

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MY HIDING PLACE.

By Mrs. M. J. Bahler

BY MRS. M. J. BAHLER.
WHAT matters though the wild winds sweep Across earth's weary way? Securely resting in my Tower Night gleams like cloudless day.
Secure I rest in trustful peace; No fears disturb my breast; I know my Tower a fortress is Where foes can ne'er molest.
"Tower of the flock;" no ravening wolf Can find an entrance here; I hear their howls, and see their rage, But know no trembling fear.
A stronghold in the day of woe This Tower will ever be; Safe hiding place. O fainting souls, Quick to this shelter flee.
Blest "Rock of Ages," towering o'er The angry sea of life, The sheltered cleft within thy breast Knows not the cank'ring strife.
So here I hide me in sweet rest, Praising the God above For this strong Tower of sure defense, Blest token of his love.
El Paso, Tex.