Scripture Verse

He shall cover thee with His feathers, and under His wings shalt thou trust. Psalm 91:4


Eliza E. Hewitt

Words: Eli­za E. Hew­itt, in Gos­pel Prais­es, No. 2, by Will­iam Kirk­pat­rick & Hen­ry L. Gil­mour (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1900).

Music: Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick (🔊 pdf nwc).

William J. Kirkpatrick


I’ve found a blessèd hiding place,
A happy refuge know,
When dark and heavy clouds replace
The morning’s golden glow.


In the blessèd, blessèd hiding place,
My soul for gladness sings;
I’m covered by my Savior’s love,
Beneath the sheltering wings.

As little birds within the nest
Are gathered safe and warm;
So, close against my Savior’s breast,
I’m hiding from the storm.


More tender than a mother’s love,
The love that shields me here;
His eyes still keeping watch above,
His voice dispelling fear.


Not for a moment would I leave
This blessèd hiding place;
Thy promise, Savior, I believe,
O keep me, by Thy grace.