940. Flee As a Bird to Your Mountain

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.

Text Information
First Line: Flee as a bird to your mountain
Title: Flee As a Bird to Your Mountain
Author: Mary S. B. Dana (1840)
Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.8.8.8.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1972
Scripture:
Topic: Book Four: Occasional Selections, Gospel Songs and Hymns; Christian Commission: Warning Men of Judgment
Notes: Who hath warned you to flee from the wrath to come? Bring forth therefore fruits meet for repentance. Mt. 3:7, 8.
Tune Information
Name: FLEE AS A BIRD
Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.8.8.8.
Key: e minor
Source: Spanish Air
Notes: M.M. 63



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