O Holy Father, God of Light
Hide us from this storm, this night;
For Jesus' sake, thy Son~ our King~
In fear and hope we bend. We sing.
Hide us from this storm, this night;
For Jesus' sake, thy Son~ our King~
In fear and hope we bend. We sing.
Heaven's tents in glory above
A-flutter with the Father's perfect love~
T'is the secret place where the Spirit shines:
The Holy Word, where saints abide.
Joy unspeakable for the precious gift~
Tearful eyes in hope and faith yet lift~
For by thy word we know truth and peace,
And for Jesus' sake our soul's release.
Father of mercy, who named the stars
Thy glory beams from heaven afar~
And by thy grace jars of clay o'erspill:
O lead us to thy holy hill.
The mountains shake~ the world travails
But there is peace beneath that feathery vail~
The tabernacle of the most High God:
The secret place that Jesus bought.
Unto the praise of his glory, forevermore
May our tears be strewn, and our hearts be torn~
For the Son of God who bled, and died
In the risen King
The Holy Word, where saints abide.
Joy unspeakable for the precious gift~
Tearful eyes in hope and faith yet lift~
For by thy word we know truth and peace,
And for Jesus' sake our soul's release.
Father of mercy, who named the stars
Thy glory beams from heaven afar~
And by thy grace jars of clay o'erspill:
O lead us to thy holy hill.
The mountains shake~ the world travails
But there is peace beneath that feathery vail~
The tabernacle of the most High God:
The secret place that Jesus bought.
Unto the praise of his glory, forevermore
May our tears be strewn, and our hearts be torn~
For the Son of God who bled, and died
In the risen King
We rest, and hide.
(~sister Abby Elizabeth)