Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of Thy wings.@Psalm 17:8
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Lelia N. Morris (1862-1929)

Lelia N. Morris, 1898 (🔊 pdf nwc).

When the early morning breaking,
Slumber from my eyelids shaking,
Comes the blessèd tho’t with waking,
I am in His keeping.
Day advances, labor bringing,
Care, her mantle ’round me flinging,
Yet midst all my soul keeps singing,
I am in His care.

Refrain

I am in my Father’s keeping,
I am in His tender care;
Whether waking, whether sleeping,
I am in His care.

Sometimes dark clouds hang o’er me,
Not one step I see before me,
Still, my Savior, I adore Thee,
I am in His keeping.
I can trust His hand to guide me,
’Neath His wings He’ll safely hide me,
And no harm can e’er betide me,
I am in His care.

Refrain

Gentle eventide is nearing,
Light from heaven disappearing,
Still the blessèd tho’t so cheering,
I am in His keeping.
Now night’s curtains gather ’round me,
Yet its dangers have not found me,
For His angel guards surround me,
I am in His care.

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