American Old Time Song Lyrics: 37 He Holds Me In His Hand
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 37
HE HOLDS ME IN HIS HAND.
Copyright, 1892, by Willis Woodward & Co.
Written and Composed by Julian Jordan.
When on the ocean broad and deep, or on the mountains tow'ring steep,
When in the deserts' burning sand, he holds me in his hand!
Sometimes with dread my spirit quails, sometimes my heart within me fails,
Yet He, who all these wonders planned, holds me within his hand!
When on the ocean broad and deep, or on the mountain tow'ring sleep,
When in the deserts' burning sand, He holds me in His band.
The power that to us mortals gave life, that great power must surely save,
Save from the wreck of time und strife, giving another life!
Else why this thought within the brain-questioning, shall we live again?
Life, without hope like this to cheer, would be a desert drear!
Trusting that power I calmly sleep, e'en i ho' my bed be on the deep.
Or on the sea or on the land, He holds me in His hand!