1 Oh for the wings to fly afar
and like a dove to rest,
to live untroubled by the care
which brings us to the test.

2 Of all my pain, the deepest wound
was dealt not by some foe,
but by my own familiar friend
with whom I loved to go.

3 God, take this burden that I bring,
and help me to forgive;
then with a lighter heart, I'll sing
and to your glory live!

After Psalm 55, David Mowbray (born 1938)
© David Mowbray/Jubilate Hymns

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