“How often I’ve longed to gather your children, like a hen, her brood safe under her wings – but you refused and turned away” – Jesus Christ.

Let me wrap strong arms around you

and love your pain away

Shower you with kindness

Whisper, “It’s okay!”


Grief that looks out from your eyes

will melt and disappear

As held within such warm embrace

I urge you not to fear


Come closer now and you will feel

the beat of loving heart

Rest yourself upon my chest

Let my peace impart …


A fresh sense of security

not in earthly things

but in the certain refuge

of the shadow of my wings