I’m in the Lord’s sacred pavilion; I rest in the holiest place; His kingdom and all its dominion I’ve found with abundance of grace.
Refrain: Under His wings, yes, under His wings; I’m resting in Jesus, oh, it is precious! Under His wings, yes, under His wings; I’m resting in Jesus, under His wings.
I’m in the Lord’s sacred pavilion, Where peace like a river doth flow; Where manna from heaven is given; Where joys are eternal, I know.
I’m in the Lord’s sacred pavilion, Thus sheltered securely from harm; With Him I have constant communion, I’m resting on His mighty arm.
I’m in the Lord’s sacred pavilion; Where I would forever abide; Though once far away—a lost alien— In Jesus I now can confide.