THERE is a safe and secret place,

THERE is a safe and secret place, Beneath the wings divine, Reserved for all the heirs of grace, Oh, be that refuge mine!

The least, the feeblest there may hide Uninjured and unawed; While thousands fall on every side, He rests secure in God.

The angels watch him on his way, And aid with friendly arm; And Satan, roaring for his prey, May hate, but cannot harm.

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 honour'd life, a peaceful end, And heaven to crown it all I