I am safe, whatever may betide me;
From the storm and tempest He will hide me
In the hollow of His hand !
In the hollow ... of His hand I . . .
In the hollow ... of His hand I . . .
I am safe whatever may betide me,
In the hollow of His hand !
2 In His arms of love He doth enfold me ;
Words of peace His voice divine hath told me ;
I am safe, for God Himself doth hold me
In the hollow of His hand !
3 He will guard my soul, and leave me never;
From His love no power on earth shall sever;
And I know He'll keep me now and ever
In the hollow of His hand !