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

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

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The reflection that Jesus was homeless appeals to me – also that he is a refuge for sinners.

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