To those who fear God's holy name,
How sweet the words the Prophets bring:
"The Sun of Righteousness shall rise
With healing in His wings,
With healing in His wings."
It is to those who fear His name
His healing pow'r the Savior brings.
O let us hide with contrite hearts
Beneath His healing wings,
Beneath His healing wings.
There is healing,
Healing in His wings;
Covered and surrounded by the peace that Jesus brings.
I am resting, while my spirit sings,
There is healing, healing in His wings.
Christ is the Son of Righteousness,
But if to sin our spirit clings,
We cannot know His healing touch,
Or rest beneath His wings,
Or rest beneath His wings.
There is healing,
Healing in His wings;
Covered and surrounded by the peace that Jesus brings.
I am resting, while my spirit sings,
There is healing, healing in His wings.
There is healing,
Healing in His wings;
Covered and surrounded by the peace that Jesus brings.
I am resting, while my spirit sings,
There is healing, healing in His wings.
For yes, He loves to heal our pains,
And soothe the serpent's poisoned stings,
Close to His bosom we must press
To feel His healing wings,
To feel His healing wings.