56. I was straying when Christ found me

1. I was straying when Christ found me

   In the night so dark and cold;

   Tenderly His arm went round me

   And he bore me to His fold.

   Precious hiding place,

   Precious hiding place,

   In the shelter of His love;

   Not a doubt or fear,

   Since my Lord is near,

   And I'm sheltered in His love.

2. With His nail-scarred hand

   He brought me

   To the shelter of His love;

   Of His grace and will He taught me,

   And heav'nly rest above.

3. Through the night be dark around me,

   I am safe, for He is near;

   Never shall my foes confound me,

   While the Saviour's voice I hear.