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,
 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 in 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 in the depths of His love,
 And covers me there with His hand,
 And covers me there with His hand.