A wonderful Savior to me;
He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
Where rivers of pleasure I see.
That shadows a dry, thirsty land;
And covers me there with His hand,
And covers me there with His hand.
He taketh my burden away;
He holdeth me up and I shall not be moved,
He giveth me strength as my day.
To meet Him in clouds of the sky,
His perfect salvation, His wonderful love,
I’ll shout with the millions on high.