She spread her wings, they burrowed in,
Safe from harm and storm;
Though rain falls on her outspread wings
Her chicks are snug and warm.
Like them, when I face cloudy skies,
With all their storms can bring,
I know that there’s no safer place
Than right beneath your wing.
Lord, you have always spread your wing
When I sought haven there;
Until the storm clouds passed on by,
You sheltered me with care.
Psalm 36:7
7 How priceless is your unfailing love, O God! People take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
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