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Awake, sweet harp of Judah, wake! - The Hiding-place
(Henry Kirke White/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)

The Hiding-place.

In Heaven we shall be purified, so as to be able
to endure the splendours of the Deity.

1. Awake, sweet harp of Judah, wake!
  retune thy strings for Jesus' sake;
we sing the Saviour of our race,
  the Lamb, our shield and hiding-place.

2. When God's right arm is bared for war,
  and thunders clothe his cloudy car;
where, where, oh, where shall man retire,
  to escape the horrors of his ire?

3. 'Tis he, the Lamb; to him we fly,
  while the dread tempest passes by;
God sees his Well-beloved's face,
  and spares us in our hiding-place.

4. Thus, while we dwell in this low scene,
  the Lamb is our unfailing screen;
to him, though guilty, still we run,
  and God still spares us for his Son.

5. While yet we sojourn here below,
  pollutions still our hearts o'erflow;
fallen, abject, mean, a sentenced race,
  we deeply need a hiding-place.

6. Yet, courage – days and years will glide,
  and we shall lay these clods aside;
shall be baptised in Jordan's flood,
  and washed in Jesus' cleansing blood.

7. Then pure, immortal, sinless, freed,
  we, through the Lamb, shall be decreed:
shall meet the Father face to face,
  and need no more a hiding-place.

Henry Kirke White, Poetical Works, The Life and Remains of Henry Kirke White, 1852, 215-216.
And in: Philip Schaff: Christ in Song, 1870, 362-363.

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