Under His Wings

Under His wings, under His wings I rest
It is there, I find refuge from all my sorrow
My heart hungrily turns to the best
For under His wings it finds it can rest

Under His wings, oh, under His wings
When this earth has no strength for my healing
There I find comfort and strength through the tests
For it is there under His wings I can rest

Under His wings, yes, under His wings I rest
For my God holds me close in His arms
As I lean on His everlasting breast
For it is under His wings that I rest

My friend, rejoice always, pray without ceasing.
In everything give thanks, for this is the
Will of God in Christ Jesus for you.
1 Thessalonians 5:16, 17, 18

By Peter C. Salmond

The first morning after I went to spend a few days with my oldest sister who was very sick and had just gotten home from the hospital. I had some quiet moments and as I thought about this poem I had just wrote, I knew it was so true in many of my own experiences in life. This became my prayer for her, that she too, would find her strength and rest in God, protected under the shelter of His wings.