Hymn Information

PLEASE NOTE: Not all verses may be sung and words may vary in the particular hymn presentation.

Hail, Sovereign Love
Words: Jehoida Brewer
Music: Hiding Place | L. M. Smith in Harmonia Sacra, being a Compilation of Genuine Church Music, and Originally Published in 1832
1. Hail, sovereign love that formed the plan
To save rebellious, ruined man!
Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace,
That gave my soul a hiding-place.

2. Against the God that rules the sky,
I fought, with weapons lifted high,
I madly ran the sinful race,
Regardless of a hiding-place.

3. Enwrapped in thick Egyptian night,
And fond of darkness more than light,
Madly I ran the sinful race,
Secure without a hiding-place.

4. But thus th’eternal counsel ran,
“Almighty love, arrest that man!”
I felt the arrows of distress,
And found I had no hiding-place.

5. Indignant justice stood in view,
To Sinai’s fiery mount I flew,
But justice cried, with frowning face,
“This mountain is no hiding-place!”

6. Ere long a heav’nly voice I heard,
And mercy’s angel form appeared;
She led me on with placid pace,
To Jesus, as my hiding-place.

7. Should storms of sevenfold thunder roll,
And shake the globe from pole to pole;
No flaming bolt could daunt my face,
For Jesus is my hiding place.

8. On Him almighty vengeance fell,
That must have sunk a world to hell;
He bore it for the chosen race
And thus became their hiding-place.

9. A few more rolling suns at most,
Shall land me on fair Canaan’s coast.
Where I shall sing the song of grace,
And see my glorious hiding-place.


Another version of the words as appeared in 1800 are as follows:

1. Hail sovereign love, that first began
The scheme to rescue fallen man;
Hail, matchless free eternal grace,
That gave my soul a hiding place.

2. Against the God that built the sky,
I fought with hands uplifted high;
Despised the mansions of his grace,
Too proud to seek a hiding place.

3. Enwrapt in dark Egyptian night,
And fond of darkness more that light,
Madly I ran the sinful race,
Secure without a hiding place.

4. But lo! th’eternal council rang,
Almighty love arrests the man;
I felt the arrows of distress,
And found I had no hiding place!

5. Vindictive justice stood in view,
To Sinai’s fiery mount I flew;
But justice cried with frowning face,
This mountain is no hiding place!

6. But lo! a heavenly voice I heard,
And mercy’s angel soon appeared:
He lead me on a pleasing pace,
To Jesus Christ, my hiding place!

7. Should seven fold storms of vengeance roll,
And shake this globe from pole to pole:
No thunder-bolt shall daunt my face,
While Jesus is my hiding place!

8. On Him almighty vengeance fell,
Which else had sunk a world to hell;
He bore it for His chosen race,
And thus became a hiding place!

9. Roll on, thou sun, in rapid haste,
And bring me to that constant feast,
Where mirthful songs of sovereign grace,
Are sung to Him the hiding place.