Scripture Verse

Hide me under the shadow of Thy wings. Psalm 17:8

Introduction

Words: Kar­o­li­na W. San­dell-Berg, in Bar­ens Tid­ning, 1859, num­ber 3 (Du öm­ma fa­dershjär­ta). Trans­lat­ed from Swe­dish to Eng­lish by Carl O. Dahl­en, 1925.

Music: Far Off Lands Hem­mets Ko­ral Bok, 1921 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Dahl­en (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

portrait
Lina Sandell
1832–1903

Lyrics

Thou tender, gracious Father,
Who watches over me,
How shall I ever praise Thee,
How love and honor Thee?
Thou guidest me with caution
From every secret snare,
And ’neath Thy wings a refuge
I find in my despair.

With raiment, food and shelter,
Whate’er my needs imply,
For soul and body ever,
Do Thou in grace supply.
O Lord, I soon would perish
If aught Thou should exclude;
O could I love Thee better
And prove my gratitude.

In childlike, true obedience
Help me to do the right;
May precious be Thy statutes,
Thy yoke be pleasant light!
And when some hardship threatens,
A danger frightens me,
May Thou in all my trials
My present helper be.

Thy heart is all compassion,
With love it overflows;
Whate’er of ill betide me,
Thou knowest, and my woes.
Thou dost not sleep nor slumber,
By night nor thru the days;
Thine arms, almighty Father,
Enfold all time and space.