Wings of a Dove (Psalm 55)

Telling the story of a person hurt by human relationship, this psalm captures the desire to find shelter in the midst of turmoil.

Wings of a Dove (Psalm 55)

Tune: Ned of the Hill

Listen to me and do not ignore me
My heart, it is troubled and I am distraught
The words that have hurt me, they cut like a knife
Oh I’m filled with sorrow; there is no way out

Oh that I had the wings
Had the wings of a dove
I would fly far away to the home that I love
I would fly to the place where my heart is at rest
In the shelter far from the tempest and storm

Evening and morning, I call in distress, praying
God, won’t you listen; O Lord, hear my voice
Enthroned from eternity, you do not change
From my battle, please rescue me; keep me from harm”

Oh that I had the wings
Had the wings of a dove
I would fly far away to the home that I love
I would fly to the place where my heart is at rest
In the shelter far from the tempest and storm

Cast all your cares on the God who sustains you
You’ll never be shaken, though the storm rages on
The wicked will fade but you’ll not be forsaken
You’ll rest in the shelter from the tempest and storm

Oh that I had the wings
Had the wings of a dove
I would fly far away to the home that I love
I would fly to the place where my heart is at rest
In the shelter far from the tempest and storm

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