sylvia lynne

i am but of yesterday and know nothing
for my days upon earth are a mere shadow
He alone who sits in heaven keeps and guards me
as He does the pupil of His eye
hiding me under the shadow of His wings in His Arms of Love
oh how precious is Your steadfast love, my God
Your daughter, Your child takes refuge putting my trust in You
i place my life under the shadow of Your wings
be merciful and gracious to me, my God

be merciful and gracious to me
for my soul takes refuge in You
i find shelter and confidence in You alone
yes, in the shadow of Your wings will i take refuge
i will be confident until calamities  storms have passed
for You have been my help
and in the shadow of Your wings will i rejoice
for i will dwell in the secret place of the Most High
i shall remain stable and fixed under the shadow of the Almighty
where no foe can stand
man is like vanity, the breath our days are as a shadow that passes away
“like an apple tree” among the trees of the wood
so You my beloved Shepherd are the first Born
under Your shadow i delight to sit
Your fruit is sweet to my taste
until the day breaks and the shadows flee away
i call to You to return hastily my Beloved
be like a gazelle or a young hart as You cover the mountains
until the day breaks and the shadows flee away
in my thoughts will i come to the mountain of myrrh, the hill of frankincense
the shadow of Your hand has hid me and made me
in your quiver have You kept me close and concealed me
You have put Your words in my mouth
You have covered me with the shadow of Your hand
You have fixed the new heavens as a tabernacle
laid the foundations of a new earth and You say to Zion, You are My people
such things are only the shadow of things that are to come
they have only a symbolic value for the reality the substance
the fact of what is foreshadowed belongs to You my Beloved
for every good, perfect, free, large and full gift is from Your Hand
it comes down from the Father of all that gives Light
in the shining of Whom there can be no variation
no rising or setting or shadow cast is Your turning
under Your shadow all the birds of the heavens make their nests
all the wild beasts of the field bring forth their young
all great nations dwell under Your shadow
Your shadow cloud is ever upon me
Your Voice comes “out of the cloud” saying to me
“you are my daughter, who is most dear-worthy to Me
for you are constantly listening to and obeying Me.”

selah