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Text: Stephen Curtis Chapman. First Hand. Hiding Place.


In the distance I can see the storm clouds coming my way
And I need to find a shelter
Before it starts to rain
So I turn and run to You Lord
You?re the only place to go
Where unfailing love surrounds me
When I need it most

You?re my hiding place
Safe in Your embrace
I?m protected from the storm that rages
When the waters rise
And I run to hide
Lord, in You, I find my hiding place

I?m not asking You to take away
My troubles Lord
?Cause it?s through the stormy weather
I learn to trust You more
So I thank You for Your promise
I have come to know
Your unfailing love surrounds me
When I need it most

You?re my hiding place
Safe in Your embrace
I?m protected from the storm that rages
When the waters rise
And I run to hide
Lord, in You, I find my hiding place

So let Your people seek You
While You may be found
?Cause you?re our only refuge
When the rain comes pouring down