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I’ve found a blessèd hiding place,
A happy refuge know,
When dark and heavy clouds replace
The morning’s golden glow.
In the blessèd, blessèd hiding place,
My soul for gladness sings;
I’m covered by my Savior’s love,
Beneath the sheltering wings.
As little birds within the nest
Are gathered safe and warm;
So, close against my Savior’s breast,
I’m hiding from the storm.
In the blessèd, blessèd hiding place,
My soul for gladness sings;
I’m covered by my Savior’s love,
Beneath the sheltering wings.
More tender than a mother’s love,
The love that shields me here;
His eyes still keeping watch above,
His voice dispelling fear.
In the blessèd, blessèd hiding place,
My soul for gladness sings;
I’m covered by my Savior’s love,
Beneath the sheltering wings.
Not for a moment would I leave
This blessèd hiding place;
Thy promise, Savior, I believe,
O keep me, by Thy grace.
In the blessèd, blessèd hiding place,
My soul for gladness sings;
I’m covered by my Savior’s love,
Beneath the sheltering wings.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 r 9 6 8 6
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Dates:
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1900
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 91:4;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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BENEATH HIS SHELTERING WINGS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 r 9 6 8 6
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Dates:
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1900
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