His Wings
My Lord shall arise with healing in His wings,
The Sun of Righteousness, of whom my soul sings,
The Lord has His way in the storm and whirlwind,
He walks upon the wings of the whistling wind,
Under His wings shall I trust, He'll cover me,
In His loving arms, I'm as safe as can be,
I shall rest under the shadow of His wings,
My Shelter in the storm, to whom my soul clings,
In the covert of His wings shall I rejoice,
My praise is of Him, to Him I lift my voice.
6th May 2023
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2023
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