Hide Myself Michael W. Smith

I'm not a stranger to storms
Even in the flood
I can always run
To where You are

I've had to wait in the dark
And hold the truth in my heart
Even in the night
Still You open wide
Your faithful arms

And I hide myself
Where I find my help
And I hide myself
I find only rest
Find only peace
Beneath Your wings

You are the refuge that stands
You hold my world in Your hands
The quiet in the noise
The stillness of Your voice
Will be enough

And I hide myself
Where I find my help
And I hide myself
I find only rest
I find only peace