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

When Noah had drifted on the flood many days

He searched for land in various ways

Troubles, he had some

he was never forgotten

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

When sorrows beset us, when troubles come

The body grows weak

and the spirit grows numb

When these things beset us, He does not forget us

He sends down 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

A sign from above

On the wings of a dove