Irish Evangelists Now With The Lord
Under His Wings 
Introduction

Over these 20 years of full-lime evangelism. I have proved the absolute reliability of the Promise of God and the interesting application of His Word in situations which were both normal and abnormal Promises which God gave to me, when a teenager, have met the need of my life years later.

Together with the infallible, inspired, word of an unfailing God, I have been given the treasure of faithful friends who have guided and encouraged me.

At the close of 1984.1 can look back on a period of preaching, teaching, travelling and hospitalisation which has confirmed to me again words which have always been an encouragement to me "Great is Thy Faithfulness".

Following the appearance of "Under His Wings" and the testimonies of help and blessing received, I have been convinced that I should produce this further record of God's leadings and dealings from 1968 to this date.

I shall record herein some of the lessons I have had to learn and unusual experiences through which I have passed, together with unexpected periods of blessing. All these have brought with them maturity and stability with enrichment of life.

As we travel together through these years I want you to find personal strength and practical encouragement for your pilgrim mountain treks and valley experiences.

A much wider area of activity and travel will be crossed in this personal record than in "Under His Wings" and if when you lay it down you feel assured that God is not dead but very much alive and deeply interested in you, His people and the world around us, then my writing will not be in vain.

 

                                                 UNDER HIS WINGS

Under His wings I am safely abiding

Tho' the night deepens and tempests are wild

Still I can trust Him—I know He will keep me,

He has redeemed me and I am His child.

 

Under His Wings, Under His Wings,

Who from His love can sever

Under His Wings my soul can abide,

Safely abide  forever.

 

Under His wings what a refuge in sorrow

How the heart yearningly turns to its rest,

Often when earth has no balm for my healing

There I find comfort and there I am blest.

 

Under His wings, oh what precious enjoyment;

There will I hide till life's trials are o'er;

Sheltered, protected, no evil can harm me,

Resting in Jesus I'm safe evermore.