When the storms of life are rag­ing,
Tempests wild on sea and land,
I will seek a place of re­fuge,
In the sha­dow of God’s hand.

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He will hide me, He will hide me,
Where no harm can e’er be­tide me;
He will hide me, safe­ly hide me,
In the sha­dow of His hand.

Tho’ He may send some af­flict­ion,
’Twill but make me long for home;
For in love and not in an­ger,
All His chast­en­ings will come.

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Enemies may strive to in­jure,
Satan all his arts em­ploy;
He will turn what seems to harm me
Into ev­er­last­ing joy.

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So, while here the cross I’m bear­ing,
Meeting storms and bil­lows wild,
Jesus for my soul is car­ing,
Naught can harm His Fa­ther’s child.

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