To The Hills by Preson Phillips

Wrath by Preson Phillips

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To The Hills
by Preson Phillips

Album: Wrath

I will lift thy holy name
when the good seems lost, and all seems vain.
And I will claim a peace within,
claiming life in Christ and death to sin.

To the hills I lift mine eyes.
Whence shall help for me arise?
He who safe his people keeps;
Slumbers not and never sleeps.
Slumbers not and never sleeps.

Father cast me not away.
Bid my old wayfaring heart to stay.
Bid my soul to keep my faith.
Making war on evil till my grave.
Making war on evil till my grave.

My protection is my Lord.
Shelter safe for thee He will afford.
Christ will guard by day and night.
Lead with fire by eve, and cloud by light.

To the hills I lift mine eyes.
See how quick his mercy flies.
He will always keep my soul.
All that harms He'll control.
All that harms He'll control.

Father cast me not away.
Bid my old wayfaring heart to stay.
Bid my soul to keep my faith.
Making war on evil till my grave.
Making war on evil till my grave.

Oh, to be loved and given hope.
Oh, to be loved and given hope.
Oh, to be loved and given hope.

Father cast me not away.
Bid my old wayfaring heart to stay.
Bid my soul to keep my faith.
Making war on evil till my grave.
Making war on evil till my grave.