When the storms of sor­row ga­ther,
And my heart is sore afraid,
Unto God, who is my Fa­ther,
Will my spi­rit turn for aid;
He will shield me from the tem­pest,
And no harm­ful, hurt­ful thing
Shall dis­turb me while I hide me
’Neath the sha­dow of His wing.

Refrain

He will hide me, safe­ly hide me
’Neath the sha­dow of His wing.

When my ene­mies af­flict me,
And the hosts of sin arise,
When my fal­t’ring feet are halt­ing
In their path­way to the skies,
I will flee un­to my re­fuge,
For new hope and strength will spring
In my heart if I but hide me
’Neath the sha­dow of His wing.

Refrain

Oh, what bliss when worn and wea­ry,
And no earth­ly help is nigh,
When my life is sad and drea­ry,
And the shades of death draw nigh,
Just to rest, and trust His mer­cy,
Who will joy and Hea­ven bring
To my soul if I but hide me
’Neath the sha­dow of His wing.

Refrain