“Leave the cities, and dwell in the rock, O inhabitants of Moab! Be like the dove that nests in the sides of the mouth of a gorge.“ – Jeremiah 48:28
When the days are cold and drear,
To the Lord, we can draw near;
Like the doves, who seek their nests,
We fly back home to peace and rest.
Underneath our Father’s wings,
We serve the Master, King of Kings;
Sweet solace for our hearts we find,
Away from joys of earthly kind.
Though the road may seem long and dark,
But like the doves, inside the ark;
We know, one day, we shall fly free,
Away from all the carnal troubles that around us we see.
Faint not, dear hearts, but do be still,
And LOOK TO THE HEAVENLY FATHER-your needs to fill;
For human minds do not aspire,
To that plane—the highest one there is …
Higher than all earthly love,
The JOY that comes from up above;
When we seek to only know and do
Our Heavenly Father will, as He carries us faithfully through.
Almighty Heavenly Father be near,
When others mock, the little doves, inside the rocks.
May our Beloved brethren in CHRIST
Patiently endure all, cheerfully, like our Beloved Jesus who so willingly sacrificed.
Based on Sr. Rosemary Page’s original poem titled “Like the Dove (That Dwells in the Rock)”
In relation to Psalm 27:5 – Br. Charles T. Russell, The Permission of Evil and Its Relation to God’s Plan