His Wings – Josh Garrels

Oh my soul, sing my soul
You’ve been rescued by the King
Oh my soul, sing my soul
He scattered your enemies

Like wind to leaves
Like wind to leaves
Scattered like the wind to leaves

Oh my soul, be not afraid
Of the terror by night
Or of those who wish you harm
His right hand will hold you tight

His eye is upon you
And He has the strongest arms
The very strongest arms

Oh my soul, hope in peace
Fear the Lord, you saints and children
The Lord is near, our Lord is near
And His justice is with Him

And healing’s in His wings
And healing’s in His wings
Healing is in His, yeah, His wings
Yeah, healing is in His wings

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah-ah-ah-ah

We praise Your name, Lord
We praise Your name till the day we die, day we die
We praise Your name, Lord
We praise Your name when we’re lifted up, up on high
We praise Your name, Lord
We praise Your name till the day we die, the day we die
We praise Your name, Lord, oh
We praise Your name when we’re lifted up, up on high