Introduction
(1831–1912)
Words: Fanny Crosby, in Sabbath Carols, edited by Theodore Perkins (New York: Brown & Perkins, 1868), page 78.
Music: Theodore E. Perkins (🔊 pdf nwc).
Thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance.
Psalm 32:7
Words: Fanny Crosby, in Sabbath Carols, edited by Theodore Perkins (New York: Brown & Perkins, 1868), page 78.
Music: Theodore E. Perkins (🔊 pdf nwc).
When I was chorister in Mr. Moody’s Sunday school, on the north side of Chicago, we frequently used this hymn.
On the memorable Sunday [in October 1871] when the city was destroyed by fire, and I had made my escape in a small boat out into Lake Michigan, this song came to my mind, and as I sat there watching the city burn I sang [it].
Sankey, p. 150
Dark is the night,
And cold the wind is blowing,
Nearer and nearer
Comes the breakers’ roar;
Where shall I go,
Or whither fly for refuge?
Hide me, my Father,
Till the storm is o’er.
Refrain
With His loving hand to guide,
Let the clouds above me roll,
And the billows in their fury
Dash around me.
I can brave the wildest storm,
With His glory in my soul,
I can sing amidst the tempest—
Praise the Lord!
Dark is the night,
But cheering is the promise,
He will go with me
O’er the troubled wave;
Safe He will lead me
Through the pathless waters,
Jesus, the mighty One,
And strong to save.
Refrain
Dark is the night,
But lo! the day is breaking,
Onward my bark,
Unfurl thy every sail,
Now at the helm I see
My Father standing,
Soon will my anchor
Drop within the veil.
Refrain