That hiding-place I long to find
That sacred covert from the wind:
Thou Man of Grief, thou God of love,
Receive, and keep my life above,
Conceal me from the furious blast,
’Till all the storms of life are past,
Or let the latest tempest come,
And drive me to my heavenly home.
That Hiding-place I long to find
Hymnal/Album: Originally titled “A man shall be as an hiding-place from the wind, and a covert from the tempest.”—[Isa.] xxxii. 2. Introduced in Charles Wesley, Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures, Vol. 1 (Bristol: Farley, 1762). Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 9 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1870), page 400.
Publishing: Public Domain