Christ Abides
Eliza King
In the crowded thoughts, You are an open space
And I hear Your voice, calling me to come away
Where the eagles fly, You're raising me high with You
To heavenly places, heavenly places
I have the mind of Christ
My portion is His perfect peace
For Christ abides with me
I'll seek You, Lord, and here in Your shadow hide
I won't dread the day, nor fear the terror of the night
Though thousands fall, I've been seated all along
In heavenly places, in heavenly places
I'm with you in heavenly places, in heavenly places
I have the mind of Christ
My portion is His perfect peace
For Christ abides with me
He's closer than a friend
He takes the weary by the hand
And says: Come abide with me
Come abide with me
For my yoke is easy and my burden light
I will raise you up like an eagle into flight
You will not grow weary nor will you be faint
In your every weakness, I will be your strength
I have the mind of Christ
My portion is His perfect peace
For Christ abides with me
He's closer than a friend
He takes the weary by the hand
And says: Come abide with me
Heavenly places, heavenly places
Heavenly places, heavenly places
Heavenly places, heavenly places
I'm with you in heavenly places, heavenly places
Heavenly, heavenly, heavenly places
Heavenly, heavenly, heavenly places