Hymn: He Hideth My Soul

Seize the Moment – Day 844
Hymn 102

Today’s hymn focus will be

He Hideth My Soul

 

Psalms 27:5(NLT)                          

“For he will conceal me there when troubles come;
he will hide me in his sanctuary.
He will place me out of reach on a high rock.”

 

Today we have another beautiful hymn written by Fanny Crosby. She grew up to be a teacher at a school for the blind, but did not start writing gospel texts until her mid-forties. Once she began, the words of inspiration seemed to flow from her heart, making her “the happiest creature in all the land.”

 

On this occasion, her friend William Kirkpatrick stopped by to play a new melody that he had composed that he felt could become a singable hymn. As he was playing, her face lit up! She knelt in prayer and then wrote the words to this wonderful hymn of faith and hope.

 

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,

 

We need to wake up and not look to our own strengths and hope in things of this world but place our trust in the One on whom our faith depends on and keeps us safe in all that we do for His glory. So sing this song with confidence today!
 
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He Hideth My Soul

1
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.
2
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.
3
With numberless blessings each moment He crowns,
And, filled with His fulness divine,
I sing in my rapture, oh, glory to God,
For such a Redeemer as mine!
4
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.

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