Beneath His Wings

Once a month I drive to Southwest Portland to lead music and assist in ministry at a wonderful care center there. Every time I'm in that area I stop at the Goodwill Store near there. I never walk out with empty hands. Their book department is the best. Again yesterday I was not disappointed. I bought two books. Here is one of them - I'll share the other one soon.

This little book is full of the most precious watercolor art by Carolyn Shores Wright. You can peek inside this book or buy it here. Carolyn's art work is available to see and purchase on several websites. A search will easily direct you to sites where you can see the exquisite work and detail of her talent. I hope you will take time to look at her paintings. I'm sure you will appreciate them as much as I do. While I would love to show you more of her work here, due to copyright laws and my respect for her I will not share her artwork on my blog. You probably will see this little book again sometime - I've put it next to a sweet little birdhouse on a table in my living room.

The foundation of this little book may be the old hymn "Under His Wings", a favorite of mine that I sing often. It brings peace and security whenever I sing it.

Under His wings I am safely abiding,

Tho 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.

Under His wings, under His wings,

Who from His love can sever?

Under His wings my soul shall abide,

Safely abide forever.

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 blessed.

Under His wings, under His wings,

Who from His love can sever?

Under His wings my soul shall abide,

Safely abide forever.

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.

Under His wings, under His wings,

Who from His love can sever?

Under His wings my soul shall abide,

Safely abide forever.

Imagine a mama hen gathering her chicks under her wings to protect them from harm. That's what I visualize when I sing this song. That's the sense I have when I read the Scripture and poetry and look at the sweet pictures in this dear little book.

Hymn: Under His Wings - Words by William O. Cushing - Music by Ira D. Sankey