255. L. M. S. Streeter.
The Hiding-place.
1A King shall reign in righteousness,
And all the kindred nations bless;
The King of Salem, King of peace,--
Nor shall his spreading kingdom cease.
2In him the naked soul shall find
A hiding-place from chilling wind;
Or, when the raging tempests beat,
A covert warm, a safe retreat.
3In burning sands and thirsty ground,
He like a river shall be found,
Or lofty rock, beneath whose shade
The weary traveller rests his head.
4The dimness gone, all eyes shall see
His glory, grace, and majesty;
All ears shall hearken, and the word
Of life receive from Christ the Lord.