Beneath My Wings

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As I continue my journey, I reflect on how far I’ve come and where I’d like to go.

God is my guide, I know.

He is the beginning, middle and end.

So much joy he brings.

He is the wind beneath my wings.

Doubters can say what they please.

It’s only God I seek to apease.

He’s the wind beneath my wings.

I lift my voice in praise morning, noon and night.

Just thinking of his love makes the day bright.

He’s the wind beneath my wings.

No matter what trials and tribulations appear.

He’s always near.

He’s the wind beneath my wings.

Forever grateful Iam

I’m covered by the blood of the lamb.

He’s the wind beneath my wings.

 

 

 

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