1 When by storm my bark is driven
Wildly o'er the troubled tide;
Christ, whose heart by me was riven,
will my soul in safety hide.
Chorus:
He will hide me, safely hide me,
Till my trials all are o'er;
He will hide me, safely hide me,
In His love forevermore.
2 When by sin's dark clouds surrounded,
And I seem to all but fail;
He, whose hands and feet I wounded,
He will hide me from the gale. {Chorus]
3 when my soul longs for the morrow,
When I try, but cannot sing;
He, whose head I bowed in sorrow,
He will hide me 'neath His wing. [Chorus]
Source: The New Praiseworthy: for the Church and Sunday School #202