Besy Choir - He Hideth My Soul Lyrics

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A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord, A wonderful Savior to me; He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, Where rivers of pleasure I see.

He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, And covers me there with His hand, And covers me there with His hand.

A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord, He taketh my burden away, He holdeth me up and I shall not be moved, He giveth me strength as my day.

He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, And covers me there with His hand, And covers me there with His hand.

With numberless blessings each moment He crowns, And filled with His fullness divine, I sing in my rapture, oh, glory to God! For such a Redeemer as mine.

He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, And covers me there with His hand, And covers me there with His hand.

When clothed with His brightness transported I rise To meet Him in clouds of the sky, His perfect salvation, His wonderful love, I’ll shout with the millions on high.

He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, That shadows a dry, thirsty land; He hideth my life in the depths of His love, And covers me there with His hand, And covers me there with His hand.

Written by Frances J. Crosby, pub.1890 Album: Rhythm of Grace' by BESY Choir (2015 - 2017)

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I keep thinking about that line, about being hidden in the cleft of the rock. It’s hard not to go straight to Moses when you hear that—him wanting to see God’s glory and being tucked away in the crevice while the Lord passes by. It makes sense, right? Like there’s this raw, dangerous holiness that we can’t handle on our own, but we’re shielded. It’s a comforting image, this idea of being tucked away in the depths of His love while everything outside is just a dry, thirsty land. I know my life feels like that sometimes, dusty and worn out, and the thought of being covered by His hand feels real.

But then I stop and wonder if I’m missing the weight of it. We talk about being hidden in Him, but the song also says we’ll meet Him in the clouds. It’s almost like the hiding is a preparation. When I hear "I shall not be moved," it reminds me of the Psalms where David talks about God being his fortress. It’s not just about hiding away to be safe, though; there’s this active strength to it, like God is actually doing the holding. I want to believe that, that He’s the one keeping me from falling apart when the day gets heavy.

Still, I find myself questioning if I actually live like I'm hidden in Him, or if I’m just using the words to feel better when things get loud. It’s a big claim to say you’re filled with His fullness. Are we? Sometimes I feel more empty than full. Is it really true that we’re constantly crowned with blessings, or is that just how it feels in the quiet moments of the music? I don't know. Maybe the tension is the point—that we’re here in the dry land, but somehow our lives are kept somewhere else entirely. It’s hard to wrap my head around being hidden and covered while I’m still walking around down here, wondering if I’m truly grasping what it means to be kept by Him.

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