Dear Reader,

These lines are offered for the tender, grieving heart that seeks shelter. That refuge is His Word, and the Person of Jesus Christ, under whose wings the mourning may rest—and in due time mount up with wings like eagles. It is found also in friends and in those who surround us with loving care.

Beneath the shadow of His mighty wings
A refuge waits for tender, grieving hearts;
There peace descends and holy comfort sings,
And healing comes as His own love imparts.

He covers thee with feathers soft and true,
A shield against the arrows of the night;
His faithfulness a rampart ever new,
A fortress strong, a never-failing light.

Though grief may press and tears in silence fall,
The one who rests beneath the Lord Most High;
Still comfort comes to answer every call,
Protected by the One who hears the cry.

So trust in Him and find thy hiding place,
Enfolded in the wings of boundless grace.

**To God be the glory always and only.