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 Thou who art weary of sin O thou who art weary of sin
He is the bountiful Giver Now unto Him draw near Peace then shall flow like a river Thou shalt be saved from thy fear Haste, then, the hours are flying Spend not the moments in sighing Cease from your sorrow and crying The Savior will wipe every tear The Savior will wipe every tear
Come, then, to Jesus, thy Savior He will redeem thee from sin Bless with a sense of His favor Make thee all-glorious within Call, for the Savior is near thee Waiting in mercy to hear thee He by His presence will cheer thee O thou who art weary of sin O thou who art weary of sin.
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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, Thou who art weary of sin, O thou who art weary of sin. He is the bountiful giver, Now unto him draw near; Peace then shall flow like a river, Thou shalt be saved from thy fear. Hark! ,tis the Savior 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. He will protect thee forever, Wipe ev'ry falling tear; He will forsake thee, no, 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. Come, then, to Jesus, thy Savior, He will redeem thee from sin; Blest with a sense of his favor, Make thee allglorious within! Call, for the Savior is near thee, Waiting in mercy to hear thee; He by his presence will cheer thee, O thou who art weary of sin, O thou who art weary of sin.