‘Wings of the morning’ *

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Since God, indeed, fills every space,
Then there is not a single place
Where I can travel or will wander,
Where I won’t be completely under
God’s protective shield—His allness, 
His eternal lovingkindness. 

Just where could I ever go
That I would be helpless to know
God’s goodness always enfolds me,
Embraces, holds me constantly?
There is no such remote location,
Nor any frightening situation. 

I fly with Truth on morning wings,
My heart is free—with joy it sings!

Janet L. Pantoja 

* See Psalms 139:7–10

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