In the Hollow of His Hand

1 When the cares of life come thronging,
When affliction presses sore,
and the tempter tells me that I cannot stand;
When my troubles would distress me,
Comes this precious tho’t to bless me,
Christ will hold me, He will hold me in his hand.

Chorus:
In the hollow of His hand,
In the hollow of His hand,
When the storms surround He holds me in His hand;
Safely sheltered there I rest,
Simply trusting I am blest,
In the hollow, in the hollow of His hand.

2 When the way seems strait and narrow,
And the cross too much to bear,
When my weary feet must press life’s burning sand;
Jesus tenderly draws near me,
Speaks so sweetly just to cheer me,
“I will hold thee, I will hold thee in my hand.” [Chorus]

3 When the evening shadows gather,
As the day of life is done,
And my feeble bark sets sail for yonder land;
Till I reach the heav’n before me,
With His banner floating o’er me,
He will hold me, He will hold me in His hand. [Chorus]

4 And when rolling ages find me
Singing praises to the Lamb,
With the blood-washed over on that golden strand,
Where no sin can ever harm me,
With Eternal Love to charm me,
Still He’ll hold me, still He’ll hold me in His hand. [Chorus]


Source: Light and Life Songs No. 3 #156

• MIDI file from Light and Life Songs No. 3 #156