Refuge
There is a city on a hill A place for us to rest Erected there from living stones Built on a rock that stands the test A firm foundation from a stone That once was cast away Smitten and stricken by our sin But now is exalted and raised The stricken rock poured forth its grace The smitten stone now flows For by the wounding we are healed Joy comes through a flood of woes For he bore our sins in his Body This rock of offense was reviled And cast out from the holy city So that we might be reconciled In a city of refuge A place of mercy and of grace For He is our rock of refuge And justice shall reign in this place Protection for the weary Asylum for the weak Who know their neediness of hope Opened for those who seek He takes us to his wounded side And guards us from our sin The penitent pilgrim he forgives For he knows the hearts of men He redeems all our transgressions He restores us from our shame He removes the fear of even death And gives us a new name. In a city of refuge The lo...