Under His Wings

under His wings i'm safe and secure...while the world's in confusion still i am sure under His wings i've got freedom to fly...His liberty spans from darkness to light from day into night from black into white from wrong into right under His wings i'm abounding with joy...i'm never the devils wind up toy once a sinner and a slave now a soldier and a saint under His wings my pain disappates...He lights up my steps and He shows me the way under His wings there's peace now 4ever...the devil thinks he's clever while he's pushing those buttons and pulling those levers while the wicked world gets rocked and rolled by devastation and doom those whirlwinds and twisters they don't get me moved under His wings i'm blessed and never cursed...rhyme after rhyme and verse after verse angels sing and demons scream...while the world decays and slowly dies... under His wings...i stay in the light anthony_beesley@yahoo.com