Children of the heavenly Father
Safely
in His bosom gather;
Nestling
bird nor star in heaven
Such
a refuge e'er was given.
2
God
His own doth tend and nourish,
In
His holy love they flourish;
From
all evil things He spares them,
In
His mighty arms He bears them.
3
Neither
life nor death shall ever
From
the Lord His children sever;
Unto
them His grace He showeth,
And
their sorrows all He knoweth.
4
Praise
the Lord in joyful numbers,
Your
Protector never slumbers;
At
the will of your Defender
Every
foe-man must surrender.
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Though
He giveth or He taketh,
God
His children ne'er forsaketh;
His
the loving purpose solely
To
preserve them pure and holy.