THE SECRET PLACE OF THE MOST HIGH In the midst of the fire, by despair I was bound But I heard an angel’s voice “Come, we’re going to higher ground!” Just hold my hand and don’t let go For where I take you few men know. I reached forth my hand leaving all hurt behind For the love and peace He promised I would find. Up to the mountain where angels sing There I was in the presence of the KING. Communing in the stillness of his love, Soaring where devils dare to go. Joy that could only come from above Thank you JESUS, for now I know. Author Holy Spirit Vessel debbie jones 6/85 Excel - Greg