(Bob Ferguson)
Chorus
On the wings of a snow white dove
He sends his pure sweet love
A sign from above
On the wings of a dove
When trouble surrounds us
When evils come
The body grows weak
The spirit grows numb
When these things beset us
He doesn't forget us
He sends down his love
On the wings of a dove
Chorus
When Noah had drifted
On the flood many days
He searched for land
In various ways
Troubles he had some
But wasn't forgotten
He sent down his love
On the wings of a dove
Chorus
A sign from above
On the wings of a dove
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