He Hideth My Soul
This hymn is unique in that it was a poem written to fit the tune. William Kirkpatrick brought the music to Fanny Crosby, asking her to write a poem to fit his music.
She, the blind musician who wrote over 8000 hymns, did!
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 for each day.
With numberless blessings each moment He crowns,
And, filled with His fullness divine,
I sing in my rapture, “O glory to God
For such a Redeemer as mine!”
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.