Tuesday, July 20, 2010

He Hideth My Soul


A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord, a wonderful savior to me; He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, where rivers of pleasure I see. He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock that shadows a dry thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, and covers me there with His hand.

A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord, He taketh my burden away; He holdeth me up, and I shall not be moved, He giveth me strength for each day. He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock that shadows a dry thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, and covers me there with His hand.

With numberless blessings each moment He crowns, and, filled with His fullness divine, I sing in my rapture, “O glory to God for such a Redeemer is mine!” He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock that shadows a dry thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, and covers me there with His hand.

[Fanny J. Crosby 1820-1915]