Scripture Verse

Take the wings of the morning. Psalm 139:9


Robert Lowry

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, 1872.

Music: Ro­bert Low­ry (🔊 pdf nwc).

Fanny Crosby


Take the wings of the morning;
Speed quickly thy flight
To Jesus, thy Savior,
Thy hope and thy light;
The fount of His mercy
Is open for thee,
Go wash and be cleaned
In its waters so free.


Take the wings of the morning and fly,
Ere the darkness shall cover the sky;
Fly away from the shadows
That over thee roll,
And find in thy Savior
The home of thy soul.

Fly away to thy Savior,
He waits to forgive;
One look of His love,
And thy spirit shall live;
Thy faith will secure thee
His blessing divine;
Go plead thou His merits,
And peace will be thine.


On the wings of the morning
Fly home to His breast—
There only thy refuge,
There only thy rest;
The moments are precious,
The noontide is near;
Fly home to the Savior,
Oh, linger not here.