‘Wings of the morning’ *

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

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

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