Golden Gate Quartet Hide Me In Thy Bosom
Now hear me singing
Hear the words that I'm saying
Wash my soul with water from on high
In a world of sin around me
No evil thoughts can bound me
Lord, if you leave me I will die
You just hide me in thy bosom
'Til the storm of life is over
Rock me in the cradle of thy love
Then you feed me, 'til I want no more
Then you take me to that blessed home above
You just hide me in thy bosom
'Til the storm of life is over
Rock me in the cradle of thy love
Then you feed me, 'til I want no more
Then you take me to that blessed home above
Make my journey brighter
Make my burden lighter
Help me to do good wherever I can
Let thy presence thrill me
Let the holy spirit fill me
And just hold me in the hollow of your hand
Well you just hide me in thy bosom
'Til the storm of life is over
You just rock me in the cradle of thy love
Then you feed me, 'til I want no more
Then you take me to that blessed home above
You just hide me in thy bosom
'Til the storm of life is over
Rock me in the cradle of thy love
Then you feed me, 'til I want no more
Then you take me to that blessed home above
