1  Under His wings I am safely abiding;

       Though the night deepens and tempests are wild,

    Still I can trust Him, I know He will keep me;

       He has redeemed me, and I am His child.

 2  Under His wings — what a refuge in sorrow!

       How the heart yearningly turns to His rest!

    Often when earth has no balm for my healing,

       There I find comfort, and there I am blest.

 3  Under His wings — oh, what precious enjoyment!

       There will I hide till life's trials are o'er;

    Sheltered, protected, no evil can harm me;

       Resting in Jesus I'm safe evermore.