300 – More Secure Is No One Ever

More secure is no one ever Than the loved ones of the Savior – Not yon star on high abiding Nor the bird in home-nest hiding.

God his own doth tend and nourish, In His holy courts they flourish; Like a father kind He spares them, In His loving arms He bears them.

Neither life nor death can ever From the Lord His children sever, For His love and deep compassion Comforts them in tribulation.

Little flock, to joy then yield thee! Jacob’s God will ever shield thee; Rest secure with this Defender – At His will all foes surrender.

What he takes or He gives us Shows the Father’s Love so precious; We may trust His purpose wholly; ‘tis His children’s welfare solely.