Keep me as the apple of Your eye; hide me in the shadow of Your wings. Psalm 17:8
When the waves of time sweep o’er me,
I shall never be dismayed,
For my Savior goes before me,
And He says,
Be not afraid.
Christ is near me, He will cheer me,
Whatsoe’er my lot may be;
He will guide me, keep and hide me,
’Neath His wings, ’neath His wings eternally.
When the cares of life surround me,
Christ each heavy burden bears;
Since thro’ love He sought and found me,
Every grief He freely shares.
When the way seems rough and dreary,
Jesus gently takes my hand,
And He whispers,
Come, ye weary,
Just beyond is Beulah Land.