Hail Sovereign Love

Hail Sovereign Love which first began, the scheme to rescue fallen man. Hail Sovereign free, eternal grace which gave my soul, a hiding place. Against the God who ruled the sky, I fought with hand uplifted high, despised the mention of His grace, too proud to seek, a hiding place.

Enwrapped in thick Egyptian night and fond of darkness more than light, madly I ran the sinful race, secure without a hiding place, but thus Eternal Counsel ran, Almighty love ARREST that man, I felt the arrows of distress, and found I had no hiding place.

To Sinai's fiery Mount I flew, Eternal Justice stood in view, but Justice cried with frowning face, "This mountain is no hiding place. Ere long a heavenly voice I heard, and Mercy's Angel soon appeared. He lead me on with gentle pace, to Jesus as my hiding place.

Should seven fold storms of thunder roll and shake this earth from pole to pole, no thunder bolt shall daunt my face, with Jesus as my hiding place, a few more rolling suns at most, shall land safe on Canaan's Coast, where I shall sing the song of grace, and see my glorious Hiding Place!

This hymn takes me to the moment when Christ arrested this wretched man. He poured torrents of living water and brought to life a man that was dead. Hail Sovereign Love.