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 Beneath His wings
Beneath His wings
a song i sing
In the morning when i wake
A praise tune i make
When the birds join the song
it's when i know i belong
Do you see in my tune
following Jesus is all i want to do
Beneath His beautiful wings
i know He makes lovely everything
All day and night long
I think of Jesus my song
As the cattle speak of the coming storm
And Job could not wait for the morn
I wait for Jesus to tell me His ways
In His word that forever stays
And always i give to Him
my soul and everything!
7/8/2021
By Michelle Lee Carter
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