Where The White Dove Flies

Where the White Dove flies
I am free tonight
the Holy Spirit guides me
on my "victory" flight.

Everywhere I look
I see clouds of white
and angels rocking babies,
what a glorious sight!

I can rest in peace 
because my soul is free
there’s nothing like this feeling
as the "Light" embraces me.

The reverence that I feel
is beyond belief
the White Dove has brought me
to the Savior’s feet!

There’s no pain here to bear,
no more tears to cry
I’m finally "home" in heaven
where the White Dove flies.

© Copyright 1998 Jill Lemming
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