Christ in Song 100
Flee As A Bird
Words: M. J. CartwrightMusic: J. P. Webster
1Flee 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 the destroyer is near thee, Call, and the savior will hear thee;
He on his bosom will bear thee, O thou who art weary of sin.
2He is the bountiful giver, Now unto him draw near;
Peace then shall flow like a river, Thou shalt be happy here;
Hark! 'tis the loving voice calling, Haste thee, thy strength is now failing;
Let not thy heart be appalling, O thou who art weary of sin.
3Come, then, his mercy's revealing, Fly, for thy refuge is near;
He will do more than thy healing, He will thy burden bear;
Lo! Jesus gently is calling, Tenderly, lovingly calling,
Calling, O sinner, come to me!
- Words
- M. J. Cartwright
- Music
- J. P. Webster
- Scripture
- Psalm 11:1
The verse
- Meter
- 15.15.17.16
- Foot
- dactylic (DUM-da-da) · 40% of beats fit
- Rhyme
- ABCA
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/ stressed · ˘ unstressed · ? not in the dictionary
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