Through this trial for You I walk your holy way Then you spoke to me The feather of your wings (Upon this road, oh Lord) Keeping standards high According to your will Then you spoke to me The feathers of your wings You keep me close In the shelter of your arms Like the wings of an eagle Feel the comfort and the safety
Like a mother to her child Walking the straight and narrow Your holy ways, they comfort me But keeping standards high, is according to Your word Through the storms and persecutions In the loving shelter of Your arms Walking the straight and narrow Your holy ways they comfort me