The Covert of His Wings

Mary D. James • English

Primary Scripture: Psalm 91:4

Verse 1

Under his wings I am hiding, Till all the storms be o’erpast; Safe ‘neath his shadow abiding, While life’s cold winter shall last.

Chorus

Under his wings, under his wings, Safely I’m hiding under his wings; Hiding, Hiding, under his wings.

Verse 2

Calm in this covert reposing, Here I am finding sweet rest;— While his strong arms are inclosing, What can my spirit molest?

Chorus

Under his wings, under his wings, Safely I’m hiding under his wings; Hiding, Hiding, under his wings.

Verse 3

Myriads of foes are surrounding, Striving my peace to destroy; Heavenly comforts abounding, Fill all my being with joy!

Chorus

Under his wings, under his wings, Safely I’m hiding under his wings; Hiding, Hiding, under his wings.

Verse 4

What though I hear the commotion Fearfully rage? While I cling Close to his breast, in devotion, Joyously still I can sing!

Chorus

Under his wings, under his wings, Safely I’m hiding under his wings; Hiding, Hiding, under his wings.

Verse 5

Jesus, dear Saviour, my “Tower,” Safely in thee do I hide, Shielded from Satan’s dread power, Blest will I ever abide.

Chorus

Under his wings, under his wings, Safely I’m hiding under his wings; Hiding, Hiding, under his wings.

Scripture References

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