hiding place

The birds have their nests
   and the foxes their holes.
But you were homeless, Lord Jesus,
   with nowhere to rest your head.
And yet you were a hiding-place
   where sinners could flee.
I hide myself under your wings,
   and your wings cover the multitude of my sins.

Søren Kierkegaard, 1813 – 1855 Danish philosopher, theologian and author


Psalm 32:7

You are my hiding place;
you will protect me from trouble
and surround me with songs of deliverance.


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