Poem March 20, 1937 Issue

Protecting Wings

JANET C. HANSON

In the shadow of Thy wings,
I wake to Thee,
When day is dawning, and the morning
Blooms silently.

In the shadow of Thy wings,
I work and praise,
For work is meet, and praise is sweet,
Through all the days.

In the shadow of Thy wings,
Secure I rest,
With such a covering around me hovering,
I am blest.

In the shadow of Thy wings,
Spread wide above,
I safe abide, and all confide
To Thy deep love.

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