You are my hiding place, O Lord You saved me in my distress You are my hid-ing place You save me from distress Y-o-u surround my soul With cries of deliverance Let every good man pray to you In his hour of need Flood wa-ters may reach high But him they shall not reach Let every good man pray In his hour of need You are my hiding place, O Lord You gaze into the se-crets of my soul A hidden secret wastes my frame I groan through the night and cry Through the day I will confess my sin My guilt I will not hide I will confess my pride And God will forgive You are my Hiding place, O Lord You gaze into the se-crets of my soul You are my Hiding place, O Lord