Beneath His Sheltering Wings

I’ve found a bless­èd hid­ing place

A hap­py re­fuge know

When dark and hea­vy clouds re­place

The morn­ing’s gold­en glow.

In the bless­èd

bless­èd hid­ing place

My soul for glad­ness sings;

I’m co­vered by my Sav­ior’s love

Beneath the shel­ter­ing wings.

As lit­tle birds with­in the nest

Are ga­thered safe and warm;

So

close against my Sav­ior’s breast

I’m hid­ing from the storm.

More ten­der than a mo­ther’s love

The love that shields me here;

His eyes still keep­ing watch ab­ove

His voice dis­pell­ing fear.

Not for a mo­ment would I leave

This bless­èd hid­ing place;

Thy pro­mise

Sa­vior

I be­lieve

O keep me

by Thy grace.