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