In repentance and rest is our salvation,
In this world there will always be tribulation.
In quietness of spirit and trust in His Strength,
There we find the Refuge of everlasting length.
Rest is the gift He purchased on the Cross,
Freedom from burdens, from sin and loss.
Rock-hard endurance in the face of great pain,
His Presence is the rest that is never in vain.
Under His wings, find inner peace and comfort,
For His mercy restores our original worth.
This world will pass away, as with all things mortal,
But we set our minds on His kingdom that is eternal.
Copyright © Cynthia Buhain-Baello ~~~~03.01.20
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Under wings of God we feel his care, love warmness and finally we feel his power and receive power, freedom and rights. This is an excellent poem very well penned.