Scripture Verse

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1


Henry L. Gilmour (1836–1920)

Words: Mrs. Gus­ta­vus Re­mak, in Songs of Praise and Sal­va­tion, ed­it­ed by Hen­ry Gil­mour, Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick, George A. Mc­Laugh­lin & Charles J. Fow­ler (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois & Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Chris­tian Wit­ness Com­pa­ny, 1902), num­ber 97.

Music: Hen­ry L. Gil­mour (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Re­mak’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of her (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Under the sha­dow of Thy wing,
Dear Sav­ior, let me hide;
From sin’s fierce storm and sor­row’s sting
There safe­ly I’ll abide;
Let not earth’s fleet­ing dreams of joy
Or plea­sure’s si­ren song,
My soul from vi­rtue’s path de­coy,
To self­ish­ness and wrong.


He that dwell­eth in the sec­ret place,
In the sec­ret place of the Most High,
Shall abide un­der the sha­dow,
Shall abide un­der the sha­dow
Of the Al­migh­ty.

Under the sha­dow of Thy wing,
My spir­it shall re­joice;
From thence my help and strength I bring,
And there I hear Thy voice;
Oh! may I hear Thy voice di­vine
Whisper, Come un­to Me,
Thou wea­ry, heavy la­den one,
My peace I’ll give to thee.


Oh! give Thine an­gels charge o’er me,
In all Thy ways to keep;
My heart—that oft­en strays from Thee
Thro’ dan­gers dark and deep—
Wanders, alas! ’til wea­ri­ly
I weep­ing turn aside,
Unto Thine arms of mer­cy flee
And in Thy sha­dow hide.


Under the sha­dow of Thy wing
I shall not be afraid,
Of plague—or ev­il—there I’ll sing—
The Lord my strength is made;
He is my rock and hid­ing place,
My God! My king! My friend!
In Him, I’ll trust—He’ll give me grace,
And keep me to the end.