"Under His shadow," with Christ alone
Here, love He whispers in tenderest tone,
Treasures unfolding, riches of grace
Thus for life's battle my soul doth He brace.

"Under His shadow," a near page of life.
Opens before me, apart from the strife
Oh! will Thou show me Master and King
How I may glory unto Thee bring!

"Under His shadow" may life be passed
Daily and hourly on till the last,
Then no more shadows, all shall have fled
When we awake like Jesus our Head.

M A Spiller

illustration

I sat down under His shadow with great delight.

Cant. II G