In the dark of the midnight, have I oft hid my face; While the storm howls above me, and there's no hiding place; 'Mid the crash of the thunder, Precious Lord, hear my cry; "Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by." 'Til the storm passes over, 'tll the thunder sounds no more; 'Til the clouds roll forever from the sky; Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand; Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by. Many times Satan whispers, it says, "There is no need to try, For there's no end of sorrow, and there's no hope in the by and by"; But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I'll rise; Where the storm never darkens the sky. 'Til the storm passes over, 'tll the thunder sounds no more; 'Til the clouds roll forever from the sky; Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand; Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by. Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand; Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by!