Scripture Verse

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


William O. Cushing (1823–1902)

Words: Will­iam O. Cush­ing, in Sac­red Songs No. 1, ed­it­ed by Ira San­key, James Mc­Gra­na­han & George C. Steb­bins (New York: Big­low & Main, 1896), num­ber 5.

Music: Un­der His Wings Ira D. San­key, 1896 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Ira D. Sankey (1840–1908)

As Mr. Moody used to ap­proach the sem­in­ary build­ing at North­field, Mas­sa­chu­setts, to con­duct the morn­ing wor­ship, the young la­dies there would join in the sing­ing of this hymn as he en­tered the room.

It was one of their po­pu­lar hymns, as it was al­so of the Es­tey Quar­tet made up of the lead­ing sing­ers of the sem­in­ary.

The mu­sic of this hymn was among my lat­er com­po­si­tions.

Sankey, p. 292


Under His wings I am safe­ly abid­ing,
Though the night deep­ens and tem­pests are wild,
Still I can trust Him; I know He will keep me,
He has re­deemed me, and I am His child.


Under His wings, un­der His wings,
Who from His love can se­ver?
Under His wings my soul shall abide,
Safely abide for­ev­er.

Under His wings, what a re­fuge in sor­row!
How the heart yearn­ing­ly turns to His rest!
Often when earth has no balm for my heal­ing,
There I find com­fort, and there I am blessed.


Under His wings, oh, what pre­cious en­joy­ment!
There will I hide till life’s tri­als are o’er;
Sheltered, pro­tect­ed, no ev­il can harm me,
Resting in Je­sus, I’m safe ev­er­more.