Under His Wings (Nicholson)

In God I have found a re­treat

Where I can se­cure­ly ab­ide;

No re­fuge

nor rest so com­plete

And here I in­tend to ab­ide.

Oh

what com­fort it brings

As my soul sweet­ly sings;

I am safe from all dan­ger

While un­der His wings.

I dread not the ter­ror by night;

No ar­row can harm me by day;

His sha­dow has co­vered me quite;

My fears He has driv­en away.

The pes­ti­lence walk­ing about

When dark­ness has set­tled abroad

Can nev­er com­pel me to doubt

The pre­sence and pow­er of God.

The wast­ing de­struct­ion at noon

No fear­ful fore­bod­ing can bring;

With Je­sus

my soul doth com­mune

His per­fect sal­va­tion I sing.

A thou­sand may fall at my side

And ten thou­sand at my right hand;

Above me His wings are spread wide

Beneath them in safe­ty I stand.