Wings Of A Dove

(Robert B. Ferguson) When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His love On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When Jesus went down through the river that day Well, he was baptised in the usual way And when it was done God blessed His son He sent him His love On the wings of a dove On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove