"My soul trusteth in Thee: yea, in the shadow of Thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast" (Psalm 57:1).
There is a shelter from the blast,
A calm amid calamity:
Until these troubling times are past,
I'll trust You, Lord, to care for me.
In the shadow of Your wings,
Like a fledgling in the nest,
Trusting You, Lord, always brings
Perfect peace and sweetest rest.
Soon these trials shall be past,
Soon we'll stand before Your face
Face to face with You at last,
The Lord who saved us by His grace!
Trials come and trials go;
Calamities may stay awhile,
Yet this is all I need to know:
That You are Lord of every trial.
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