Words: Henry Francis Lyte, 1831

Music: George Frederick Handel, 1728; arr. Lowell Mason, 1821

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Verse 1:
There is a safe and secret place,
Beneath the wings Divine,
Reserved for all the heirs of grace;
O be that refuge mine;
O be that refuge mine!

Verse 2:
The least and feeblest there may hide,
Uninjured and unawed;
While thousands fall on every side,
He rests secure in God;
He rests secure in God.

Verse 3:
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;
How rich a lot is thine!

Verse 4:
The Lord Almighty to defend,
His ear for every call,
An honored life, a peaceful end,
And heav'n to crown it all;
And heav'n to crown it all!
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