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
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 with the depths of His love
And covers me there with His hand
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 as my day
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock
That shadows a dry, thirsty land;
He hideth my life with the depths of His love
And covers me there with His hand
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, oh, glory to God
For such a Redeemer as mine!
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock
That shadows a dry, thirsty land;
He hideth my life with the depths of His love
And covers me there with His hand
And covers me there with His hand
When clothed in His brightness, transported I rise
To meet Him in clouds of the sky
His perfect salvation, His wonderful love
I’ll shout with the millions on high
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock
That shadows a dry, thirsty land;
He hideth my life with the depths of His love
And covers me there with His hand
And covers me there with His hand