Under the Shadow | AdventAI

Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, Cal. · Jul 1, 1875

Under the Shadow.

"He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty."

WHEN dark Misfortune's rising gale Shall toss my bark so weak and frail; How sweet to turn the helm and sail— Under the shadow.

And when beneath a cheerless sky, My fondest hopes in ruins lie; How sweet for comfort then to fly— Under the shadow.

And when bereaved, my heart distressed, E'en like a bird unto its nest, My wounded spirit flees for rest— Under the shadow.

And when the shades of night appear, And steal the sense and stop the ear; How sweet to sleep without a fear— Under the shadow.

And e'en by day, as well as night, When busy cares distress the sight, To nestle with divine delight— Under the shadow.

But, O frail heart! I ofttimes chide Thy wanderings from my Saviour's side! O that I ever might abide— Under the shadow.

There love immortal, love divine, Her sacred tendrils shall entwine Around this happy heart of mine— Under the shadow.

Then draw more near, my wayward soul, Beneath his smile and kind control, Where not a wave of care shall roll— Under the shadow. —Standard