Fall Flowers, Oranges and Pottery with In the shadow of His wings and Thro’ good report and evil, Lord

In the shadow of His wings
There is rest, sweet rest;
There is rest from care and labor,
There is rest for friend and neighbor;
In the shadow of His wings
There is rest, sweet rest,
In the shadow of His wings
There is rest.

In the shadow of His wings
There is peace, sweet peace,
Peace that passeth understanding,
Peace, sweet peace that knows no ending;
In the shadow of His wings
There is peace, sweet peace,
In the shadow of His wings
There is peace.

In the shadow of His wings
There is joy, glad joy;
There is joy to tell the story,
Joy exceeding, full of glory;
In the shadow of His wings
There is joy, glad joy,
In the shadow of His wings
There is joy.

Chorus
There is rest, there is peace,
There is joy,
In the shadow of His wings:
There is rest, there is peace,
There is joy,
In the shadow of His wings

Rev. J. B. Atchinson
Thro’ good report and evil, Lord,
Still guided by thy faithful word,
Our staff, our buckler, and our sword,
     We follow thee.

In silence of the lonely night,
In the full glow of day’s clear light,
Through life’s strange windings, dark or bright,
     We follow thee.

Strengthened by thee we forward go,
‘Mid smile or scoff of friend or foe,
Thro’ pain or ease, thro’ joy or woe,
     We follow thee.

O Master, point thou out the way,
Nor suffer thou our steps to stray;
Then in the path that leads to day
     We follow thee.

Thou hast passed on before our face;
Thy footsteps on the way we trace;
O keep us, aid us by thy grace;
     We follow thee.

Horatius Bonar