Author: Mary S. B. Dana Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 101 hymnals Scripture: Matthew 3:7-8 Lyrics: 1 Flee as a bird to your mountain,
Thou who art weary of sin;
Go to the clear flowing fountain
Where you may wash and be clean.
Fly, for th'avenger is near thee,
Call, and the Savior will hear thee;
He on His bosom will bear thee,
O thou who art weary of sin,
O thou who art weary of sin.
2 He will protect thee forever,
Wipe ev'ry falling tear;
He will forsake thee, O never,
Sheltered so tenderly there.
Haste, then, the hours are flying,
Spend not the moments in sighing,
Cease from your sorrow and crying:
The Savior will wipe ev'ry tear,
The Savior will wipe ev'ry tear.
3 He is the bountiful Giver,
Now unto Him draw near;
Peace then shall flow as a river,
Thou shalt be saved from thy fear.
Hark! 'tis thy Saviour calling,
Haste, for the twilight is falling,
Flee! for the night is appalling,
And thou shalt be saved from thy fear,
And thou shalt be saved from thy fear. Topics: Book Four: Occasional Selections, Gospel Songs and Hymns; Christian Commission Warning Men of Judgment Used With Tune: FLEE AS A BIRD
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