I Would Flee

“O that I had wings like a dove! I would flee away and be at rest.”  Psalm 55:6

Come heavenly Dove,

My soul remove

From life’s severe distresses,

To that glorious rest above,

To my Lord’s embraces!

Saviour, to thee

I fain would flee,

I would be always praising,

Spend a whole eternity

In worshipping, and gazing!