There is a safe and secret place, Beneath the wings divine, Reserved for all the heirs of grace; O be that refuge mine! The least and feeblest there may bide, Uninjured and unawed; While thousands fall on every side, He rests secure in God. He feeds in pastures, large and fair, Of love and truth divine, O child of God, O glory's heir, How rich a lot is thine! A hand almighty to defend, An ear for every call, An honored life, a peaceful end, And Heaven to crown it all!
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