Traditional - Flee as a bird - текст песни (слова)

Flee 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 th'avenger is near thee;
 Call and the Saviour will hear thee.
 He on his bosom will bear thee,
 O thou, who art weary of sin.
 
 He will protect thee for ever,
 Wipe ev'ry falling tear
 He will forsake thee, O never
 Sheltered so tenderly there;
 Haste, then, the hours are flying,
 Spend not the moments in sighing,
 Cease from your sorrow and crying, 
 The Saviour will wipe ev'ry tear.