Better Things

“He will cover you with His feathers
Under His wings you will find refuge”
Psalm 91

Better things

Placing all our brokenness
Into The Fathers hand
His soft laid wing, that broke our fall
In Jesus, safely land

Strong and beating heart, now live
In New life, rest your brow
Gone, the sorrows, gone the pain
The time to rest is now

When our best laid plans, release
And seem to come to nought
Resting neath His wings, we see
Better things has Jesus wrought

Kelly S Griswold

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