Show DRIN TO SHELTER Under the shadow of thy wine I hide And bless the storms that drove mo to thy side Secure ns bird In mother nest I sing Under tho shadow of thy mighty wing Why do we wait for cruel blast and cold For bitterness of heart and loss of gold For last goodbye their knell of hope to ring To drive us to the shadow of thy wing Why linger wo till ashes from the flame Of mad desire corroding hate and shame Shall turn us gray and old ere we will bring Outr hearts to shelter neath thy brooding wing TIs when our eyes are blinded with their tears And see no light nor hope for future years Nor happiness nor peace nor anything That we discern the shadow of thy wing When tempest tossed tear stained and blind we see When deaf to earthly sound we list for he When hoarso with sobbing and despair we sing For then we seek the shadow of thy wing Close to thy heart of hearts do I abide And bless the storms that drove mo to the I Side Secure as bird neath summer leaves I swing Protected by the shadow of thy wing Eleanor KIrks Idea |