In the Hollow of His Hand

And He arose, and rebuked the wind,
and said unto the sea, “Peace, be still.”
And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.

— Mark 4:39 —

Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of His hand,
and meted out heaven with the span,
and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure,
and weighed the mountains in scales,
and the hills in a balance?

— Isaiah 40:12 —

Our God hath given promise,
And His grace for this hath planned:
His child shall rest securely
In the hollow of His hand.

Chorus:
Let come what may — or wave, or tempest—
“Peace, be still!” ‘tis His command;
My soul is held in peace eternal
In the hollow of His hand.

O soul, be thou not troubled,
Tho’ thou dost not understand;
No turmoil shall molest thee
In the hollow of His hand.

E’en tho’ stern duty call thee,
And each day make full demand,
The soul may find its shelter
In the hollow of His hand.

The joy that passeth knowledge,
Peace that none can understand,
For thee, for thee are waiting
In the hollow of His hand.