Come, Abide Beneath His Wing

Are you weak and hea­vy la­den­ed?

Is your soul with grief op­press­ed?

Come

abide be­neath the sha­dow of His wing.

There the cares of life are light­er

And the wea­ry find sweet rest;

Come

ab­ide be­neath the sha­dow of His wing.

Come abide

come abide

Come

ab­ide be­neath the sha­dow of His wing;

Are you weak and hea­vy la­dened?

Is your soul with grief op­pressed?

Come

abide be­neath the sha­dow of His wing.

In the sec­ret of His pre­sence

There is shel­ter from all harm;

Come

ab­ide be­neath the sha­dow of His wing.

He’s a re­fuge and a fort­ress

’Gainst the fu­ry of the storm;

Come

ab­ide be­neath the sha­dow of His wing.

He’s a pre­sent help in trou­ble

He will hear you when you call;

Come

ab­ide be­neath the sha­dow of His wing.

Give His an­gels charge to keep you

That no ev­il shall be­fall;

Come

ab­ide be­neath the sha­dow of His wing.