Wings of Peace
Chris Eaton, Chris Rodriguez
Summer brings fall, winter then spring
And at my end, there You begin
Leaves turn to gold, fall to the ground
New seeds will grow, and so it goes around
Through every season one truth remains
You will always be the One to hold me
You will always hide me in Your heart
You will always open up Your arms
And carry me high on Your wings of peace
Love of my soul, I thirst for You
Jesus, my Lord, faithful and true
My changing heart adrift on the wind
Lost and alone, You find me again and again
Through every season one truth remains
You will always be the One to hold me
You will always hide me in Your heart
You will always open up Your arms
And carry me high on Your wings of peace
You will always open up Your arms
And carry me high on Your wings of peace
