(or anywhere else in Scotland, for that matter).
1 When the storms of life are raging,
Tempests wild on sea and land,
I will seek a place of refuge
In the shadow of God’s hand.
He will hide me, He will hide me,
Where no harm can e’er betide me;
He will hide me, safely hide me,
In the shadow of His hand.
2 Though He may send some affliction,
’Twill but make me long for home;
For in love and not in anger,
All His chastenings will come.
3 Enemies may strive to injure,
Satan all his arts employ;
He will turn what seems to harm me
Into everlasting joy.
4 So while here the cross I’m bearing,
Meeting storms and billows wild,
Jesus for my soul is caring,
Naught can harm His Father’s child.
Let’s be wise in what we do and where we go today and tomorrow. They are warning that the Forth and Tay bridges will probably be closed this afternoon, and undoubtedly some roads will be, too.
But in everything, we’ll trust the Lord’s protection, doing whatever we need to do with the confidence that we are hidden in His hand.
1 He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
3 Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.
4 He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.