Words: Flor­ence Jones Had­ley, cir­ca 1914.

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In the hollow of His hand He will hide me
When doubt and sin draw near,
Though no earthly friend may walk beside me,
I rest secure from fear.

Refrain

I know whate’er betide me,
His hand will safely guide me,
His love will ever hide me
In the hollow of His hand.

In the hollow of His hand He will hide me
When the storm is on the deep,
And I know whatever may betide me,
His vigil He will keep.

Refrain

In the hollow of His hand He will hide me
When the storms of life sweep by,
To the harbor safe He will guide me,
Where His blessèd islands lie.

Refrain