He Hideth My Soul
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. 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! 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. |