(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
1
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.
2
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.
3
Neither life not death can ever
From the Lord His children sever,
For His love and deep comapassion
Comforts them in tribulation.
4
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.
5
What He takes or what He gives us
Shows the Father’s love so precious;
We may trust His purpose wholly —
‘Tis His children’s welfare solely.